I feel like I'm hanging on by a thread. Glasgow was ok, we went for drinks I got mad at Larry and I hate myself because I'm so unhappy about being away that any time we do get to spend together the thought of having to come back down here plays on my mind then all we do is argue. I burst out crying on the train back down Katie cheered me up but I feel bad because she musta had a shit time in Glasgow.
I just want to go home so bad.
I just want to go home so bad.