erk. bad mood. listening to strawberry gashes by jack off jill and wishing i could slice myself open. thatwould be fabulous. but got no fucking blades. Tom broke his arm at5 footy. and then came in the mosh at the veld. but he didn't know it was broken then. which is worse i spose. didn't get to see him today. : ( dunno if i can be bothered gonig to school tomorrow. see how i feel in the morning. if tom says he's going though i probs will. cause i really wnt to see him. can't even go a day without missing him, pathetic i know. blleeegghhh. i think i'm gonna go read sad stuff and make myself even sadder.....