3 whole words. 8 letters late. That would have worked on me yesterday.

by theycallmejack

So… I have a new subscriber!!

Hooray!! I just checked!! So welcome to the bloggage new subscriber… even though I don’t really even know your real name… anyway, comment some time!

Also, thanks for all your nice comments yesterday peoples, they kinda cheered me up a bit! And in case any of you were wondering, I’ve decided to get my actor’s CV together, and I’m gonna try to send it off to some agencies or something! Y’know, get the ball rolling and stuff!

Other than that I actually feel like crying right now. Because I’ve kinda been abandoned. Admittedly I barely knew the person who abandoned me, but it kinda felt like we got to know each other fairly well? I know it won’t be intentional, and this is the definition of crying over spilt milk, but even so. Doesn’t stop the hurt.

But then again, there’s the big question. What does stop the hurt? You can’t run forever, and when you reach the end of the road then you have to face it…

Eurgh. I always get depressed after Christmas! Last year it was the whole Danny thing. Normally I wouldn’t mention that on a blog but since he had a massive go at me for like no reason, calling me a faggot and a bender and all that shit, I honestly couldn’t give a fuck. Just to clear it up, ‘the whole Danny thing’ was my first guy crush, on my ex-best friend. Lasted for like 8 or 9 months. I wanted him SO badly, but now I kind of realise that I was pretty lucky that he’s the straightest thing since Chuck Norris’s mother.

I just got told about a guy who apparently I should date. But for the first time in ages. I don’t want to date anyone. I don’t even want to be with anyone at all at the moment. I’ll just type into my computer and hide from the hurt.

I’m good on my own.

Jack out.

P.S. Another line from the same song that I used in the title is ‘It’s true what they say, if you love someone you should set them free.’ xx