Notes in my drawers, songs in my pockets
Fragments of letters that you sent.
Staring at your photograph, trying to take it down
There's still a stirring in my heart.

Pms annoys me. Sudden badd moods annoys me. I hadd much to say just then, but your mood spoilt mine.

I'm a little lightened up, I'm having coronet bun for breakfastt tmr.
Mum: You're getting bread for your bf is it?
Me: What?!?!?!
(so she called & bf turns out to be "Breakfast") -.-

goodnight.