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i appreciate them so much. YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

okay, i have to go out and have a welcoming home party and then go for a meal or some shit but i will read it the MINUTE I GET BACK. and then i'll WRITE SOMETHING.

MAYBE.

OHMYGOD I'M SO SORRY YOU HAVE NO IDEA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I'M A TERRIBLE FRIEND THE WORST FRIEND EVER AND DID YOU HEAR FALL OUT BOY WENT ON HIATUS AND PANIC'S NEW ALBUM IS IN A COUPLE WEEKS AND LOTS OF DIFFERENT SHIT IS HAPPENING OHMYGOD I'M A TERRIBLE FRIEND AND I'M GOING TO TRY AND WRITE SOMETHING FOR YOU TOMORROW EVEN THOUGH I'VE LOST ALL MY WRITING ABILITY OR I NEVER HAD ANY OR SOMETHING AND LOOK AT ALL THESE CAPITAL LETTERRRS THEY EXPRESS MY APOLOGIES I LOVE YOU

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Updated! :D So sorry for the lateness. I was on vacation. :P

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Haha, thanks so much for the comment! :D It means a lot to me! And yeaa, I laughed when I wrote it too. Lol.

Aw thank you ahah. It's not really red, it is a bit in certain light, but it's brunette dye. But I had red dye before that so it's still a bit red. I'm going back to blonde though, because it's my natural hair colour. If your hair won't dye red it's probably because your hair is too dark :3 You need to bleach it first. I'm lucky because I didn't have to haha.
How're you?

haha thanks, the secret to getting the perfect cateye is pretending you're drawing lol :)

i miss you. i really miss you. i miss everyone. i miss myself. i have no idea what the fuck is going on but i fucked up, effs, big time. i'm so messed up i don't even know what the fuck i'm doing anymore. i just hate everyone. myself the most. i don't even. i don't even know anymore. i'm really sorry. i love you. i don't know.

i love you, effy. :) i love love love youuuu. and i am fairly drunk right now, but it's okay, google chrome has spell check. it says i spelt google wrong. it says spelt isn't a word? SPELT IS A FUCKING WORD./ is it?

I HAVE A UKULELE. HER NAME IS EDNA, AND SHE IS PURPLE.

you update, then i'll hop on the old bandwagon. hold on, that's not the right idiom. am i even using the word idiom correctly?

I FELL IN LOVE WITH A BELGIAN BOY IN BRUGES. he speaks three different languages. he can like, think in german. I LOVE HIM. speaking of which, how is new boyfriend? and what is new boyfriend's name, by the way? :D

i fucking love you. the word fucking does not emphasize [really lucky i have spell check, o would have never spelt that] how much i fucking love you!!!

effyyy.


where are youuu?


:(

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i've seen this movie so many times, and i never even noticed. and also, your tumblr is so cuuuute. look at it!! it's adorable. i could squee.

is it weird that it really is love?

WE DON'T HAVE SAINSBURYS. :( we have the ads, though, because bbc and stuff. it looks... nice.

i KNOWWW. but i still totally miss tennant. in fairness, i still miss eccleston. i have this one friend who loves doctor who [it's really weird to like doctor who in ireland, by the way. it's like, the law that you can't like that show. idek] that i'm talking to right now. i sent that to her over im and she just sent back, "I'LL MARRY HIM!! I'LL FUCKING DO IT!!!"

tell me tell me tell me. your life is always so dramatic. i love it. it's better than reading pretty little liars, or watching mean girls for the billionth time. because for some reason whenever we have a film day in english my teacher always puts on mean girls, as if we all don't already know every line. and we only ever to get to watch the first forty minutes, because he always forgets to fast forward it. he's a guy, i guess he's just winging it. anyway, how are you, lady? :)

dude, why did you have to say thattt? now i feel bad that when i said that i would go start writing that i actually went off and didn't write anything at all. i sat down in front of all the different crap i have, and nothing happened. and then started afresh, and nothing happened. and i watched some david o'doherty stand up, and i laughed. i need a theme. a person. go on, start me off. anything. maybe this is writer's block. i actually had that in my english exam. i had maybe fifty minutes left to write at least three pages, but i kept forgetting to be "examination appropriate", and i ended up writing a whole thing that was just well out of order. if someone youngish is marking it i'm safe.

i did all those stupidly important exams that aren't really important at all, by the way. yayyy. :) and i got into that school, and turned them down. it was horrible, i actually felt bad when my old dear rang them up because they had sent me a letter with all the different stuff they have going on for next year, asking me for my pps number and a thing saying how happy they are to accept me, and all that stuff they send to everyone. still made me feel bad. instead i'm jumping a year in my regular school, and trying to get by with promises of being awesome in college, because all my sisters friends get me and they're in college. right? right. it's so weird that your school system is basically completely different. well, college means a completely different thing to you, anyway. college is like the unspoken word in our secondary schools. until you reach your final year, anyway. and now i'm all graduating really early and i was already too young for my class... that always seemed so cool, but now it's a fucking burden. like i have to do really well even though everyone else is older. that's really just an excuse, though. ughhh.

... actual state of me.

OMIGOD, i posted that reply to MY-fucking-SELF. total morto. :/

effyyy. i hate my lifeee. i got really trashed last night and i can't get the taste of coconuts out of my mouthhh. and i hate coconuts but all we had to drink was this malibu rum stufff. and i recently discovered i love the it crowddd. so, as you can see, i have been busy, and i haven't been concentrating so much on the whole writing thinggg. and i don't know why the words at the end of my sentences require repeated extra lettersss. nghhh. okay, writing. i'm on it. right now. just you wait. and wait. and keep waiting.

and what the hell, please tell me your new name is a dedication to smithy aka number eleven of the eleven doctors of doctor who, because OMIGOD i missed all the inbetween stuff but the first and last episodes of the new series looked really gooddd.

so. what's up in effy land? :)

sorry about that, i got absolutely locked last night. it seemed like a great idea when i came in and the aul' comp had remembered my password. i was meant to be skyping to my sister [she's in australia for another few months] but she never focking showed, of course. i was like, "chyeahhhh, let's hit effy up!!" and let me tell you right now, knackers can partayyy. at least, when you're drunk they can. the lads better looking after a few, but still ugly. no thankssss, cheersss.

waheyyy!!! happy almost eighteenth!! get smashed enough for both of us, i have to look over a couple of years worth of stuff on this weekend, you know yourself. ;) i'll totally come online on thursday and be all, "HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BIRTHDAY, EFFY-SHIZZLE!!"

and i'm sorry, i seem to have ignored something important last night. you and jake broke up?? duuude. whatever it was, he doesn't deserve you. i don't care if you cheated on him with his mum, you are still wa-heyyy too good and badass for him. ;)

effyyyy. i loooooooove you. :)

oh, goddd, it's been a longgg time. i actually don't even know where my fucking head is at, effs. it's like, half one in the morning, and my computer is doing weirddd things. and i'm tired, but also jacked up on redbull and telling half the people texting me to fuck RIGHT OFF. but i digress.

I AM NOT A BULLY. i merely... encourage the writings of idealistic souls such as yourself. of which are BRILLIANT. chyeahhh. :) i'll get back in there sometime. right now i'm supposed to be doing project stuff for my junior cert and whatever, but who cares. it always get done in the end.

good lord, my nostalgia is like a frickin' hammer to the head right now. i have been listening to blink, fall out boy [super old school, of course], nirvana, beatles, etc. on repeat for like, two hours. and i've had three cups of tea, a red bull and a can of coke in a literal four hours. i don't even know.

sooo, what's the sceal? if you still like me after i deserted you and the internet for a few weeks. :D

Haha, well I'm happy that I'm helping you update. I really do love your story. It's so amazing & I kind of like Brendon when he's an asshole.

You are most welcome sweetheart :) It really should have more comments, I am addicted to the way you write 8-)
Awww that made me blush tee hee. And thanks, your layout's pretty cool too :D x