Soo yeah.

Hello

mucho has been happening, i'm not gonna lie.
connor's trying to be nice again. am i sure? no.
he dropped round a parcel of all our old 'memories' today, like pictures and postcards etc.
did it hurt?
not really, he's free to do as he pleases.
he dumped alex this evening: kissed Emily Packmore when he was 'very very drunk'
that's not an excuse tbh.
umm. matt and i have been getting on really well recently: we've become a lot better friends, and it feels good tbh :)

andy and i are doing well; we talked about him giving me more space like i needed for GCSEs etc, so that's all sorted :)
had my first exam yesterday: R.E. went okay i suppose; for some reason answered question 4, when my head told me to do question 5.. stupid shit pen.

umm... not sure what else to write tbh...
but yeah, also, Freddie's not emailing me back.
twat.
everyone said that's what he's like, but i never listened..
I'm going to write him an email tomorrow i think, if i have the time.
eurgh.

Yours with love,
Hannah xxx

a perfect day, ruined. AGAIN

Hello

I swear connor enjoys making my life hell.
I have a perfect day with my perfect boyfriend
and then a lovely evening with my girlies,
and connor comes along and tramples it.
calls me a bitch.
calls andy every name under the sun.
eurgh.
and now he's sent me a picture of his self-harmed arm.
WHAT THE FUCK?!

i hate the word, but i mean honestly: CUNT.

he thinks i want him to die.
i don't.
but i want him to leave me the fuck alone.

Yours with fuckingpissedoffness,
Hannah xxx