Dinga dinga dinga ding!

I'm not really sure how I'm feeling at this moment.
Bit of a mix between:
Relieved
Worried
Baked
Sad
Reminiscent
Guilty about not being able to take myself back to the past
Guilty, in general
All mixed in with a massive lump of sadness in the bottom of my throat.

I'm out of weed. Maybe I'll just have to have a cigarette instead.



So I went out on Friday night.
Bla bla bla - my friend got into an argument with a cunt of a girl that always harasses me and my friend, completely unprovoked every Friday at the pub.
I was in a great mood - so I just tried distracting my friend and pulling her away for a dance. So then the cunty girls mate came up to me and she tipped a full beer on me.
It was like that scene on "She's All That" .. She literally tipped every drop down my front.
My friend had gone by that point. I shouted at her, called her names and said I was trying to help.
She became scared, I'm guessing. She kept coming up all scared throughout the night apologising and I kept repeating to her to "Fuck off!"

I'm so angry I didn't do anything. I got the original Cunty Girl kicked out.. but fuckity fuck I wish I'd done something.

Anyway, point is - that wouldn't happen in Darwin. Fuck. This place is the most depressing, incestuous looking town on the planet.
I can't wait to leave again - but again, I'm scared about leaving my mumma.


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Back to being fat.
Thankyou Home Town.
I really appreciate how much you fuck me over!!



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I'm also extremely worried about where this thing is going with this new boy.
Oh golly.