Fuck it.

I hate feeling like this.
Like no one cares about how I feel, or how their actions make me feel.
It's gone on for two weeks now.
I just can't stop feeling like this.
I'm trying so hard to be happy.
But I can't find it.
It's not even as if my life is terrible at the moment.
My life is great.
I have good friends, great family and a boyfriend who I'm going to spend the rest of my life with.
And I know I've got a good life.
But I just don't feel anything.
I want to feel.

Finally got my tattoo.
I love it.


It really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would.
Actually the pain was really bearable and a little enjoyable.
I'm getting more done.

I'm off to uni soon.
I'm quite excited.

10.

Ten weeks left.
Ten weeks left and then that's it.
The next step.
The first step of my new life.
Not just at uni, but with him.
I'm excited and terrified at the same time.
Took a stroll round Sheffield the other day.
It just seemed empty to me.
Like even though I've grown up here, it doesn't feel like home.
I've got many memories of this place, but they just feel like photographs.
Things I look at, but don't quite remember being there.
I can't wait to go to London.
Three years spent in the city I love.
I can't describe how excited I am.
It's going to be a brand new me too.
New tattoo.
New hair.
New outlook.
10 more weeks.

10.

Ten weeks left.
Ten weeks left and then that's it.
The next step.
The first step of my new life.
Not just at uni, but with him.
I'm excited and terrified at the same time.
Took a stroll round Sheffield the other day.
It just seemed empty to me.
Like even though I've grown up here, it doesn't feel like home.
I've got many memories of this place, but they just feel like photographs.
Things I look at, but don't quite remember being there.
I can't wait to go to London.
Three years spent in the city I love.
I can't describe how excited I am.
It's going to be a brand new me too.
New tattoo.
New hair.
New outlook.
10 more weeks.

Regeneration