Kat: for the giggles, fags, and tea
Jess: for being my crazy twin, best drinking buddy, for climbing on roofs with me and for punch ups with each other
Alex: for aways telling me I deserve the best
Jessie: for always listening and telling me the total truth
Rosie: for making me laugh and for telling me what's what
Lucy: for being there whenever i need her, and for being hyper
Dan: for all the sex jokes
Anna: for being loveable
Willy: for making me smile
Ben: for watching out for me
Eein: for all the advice and fun
Gracie: for always being there
Jamie: for being there to talk to
Skyler: for all those deep conversations and giggles
Ko: for coming round that time when i was alone, and making me laugh
Alo: for picking me up and letting me stay with him for two nights even though he didnt know me, and for the comfort
Taylor: for being a good friend
Xandra: for so much, not least for a place to stay, and very importantly, that note you left in my bag
Max: for being there to talk to
Alice: for being like a sister
Mitch: for just being cool, and for helping me out when i need it
Dave: for good pub nights and advice
Mum, Dad, and Bradley: for being an amazing family

Without you guys i wouldn't survive. <3

Just a little bit about my friendies:
★ Rosie ★
-Has set the record. Drunk 7 nights in a row.
★ Jessie Hawes ★
-is the kinkyest girl ive met *BEHIND A BENCH*. The gremlin run (cue SWAG bag). As said by John in Newquay: "Not one whore, not 2 whores, but MANY whores!"
★ Lucy ★
-Hyper & sreaming. Or off in aNoThEr WoRlD, probably dreaming about shagging Bob, her imaginery fuck buddy. Or eating cereal. When drunk.
★ Lou ★
-If yoo say 'I really like the colour red' she will hear 'Yesterday me & this guy went & had rampant sex in the middle of a field & it was really good except he got an erection when a cow walked past so i dont know if it was me or the cow that turned him on'.
★ Alex ★
-Is my little llama. He buys me baccy. He also should never try to hide anything from me because i always find out. He is always there when i need a little bit of cheer, and randomly texts me & makes me happy.
★ Georgi ★
-Cries when she laughs. Is a seal/fish ("whob whob" noises). I cant get close enough to hug her cos her boobs are in the way.
★ Kat ★
-is my FFF. HAHAHAHAHAH. She has a face. Never get her to show it to you. Really. And...VAMPIRES! HOLY WATER! If...you go down in the woods today, the bare nescessities of life, brrrriiiick houuuuse, drip drip drop of the april showers, tea and biscuits and GARAGE TIME, WE NO SEE YOUR KAT, NO MORE ASK PLEASE! and "NO, PLEASE, I'M JUST A POOR INNOCENT ZOO KEEPER! NO MR LION!"
★ Dan ★
-is a special, and a laugh. AKA REALLY HAIRY FANNY! "Chicken!" "Puff." One word he really hates: "BEV!" Hahahaha.
★ Anna ★ Is amazing. We have lots of chats and fags together (: She's always there when i need her. And she's a good old laugh too.
★ Willy ★
-is fabby and has very hilarious dry humour. Did i just say DRY humour? No, it's actually very wet humour. And now he has a "Fat Willy's" pink cap. It's amazing.
★ Lottie W ★
-Is gorgeous but she doesnt know it. She's always very errrr open with anything, which means she's actually great to have a giggle with. Quote "I am SO horny today, dont even talk about sex or anything please!"
★ Steph P ★
-Is lush! Fab music taste, amazing clothes, hilarious when drunk: quote "Sarah...how do you act sober...?" and was my buddy for doing no work in Food Tech.

A Cut Above The Rest

Stop me now before I get worse
I’m forcing my way into this hearse
Why should I try to make myself cry
When there are other ways that I could survive?

Chilled blood for raindrops
And razors for gifts
When you are dead
You are harder to miss

Stop the piano
That plays in my heart
The whisper of tragedy
Of which I’m a part

I’ve fought with the gun
That was poised in my mind
But cowardly fear and love
Kept it inside

Silent suicide of the soul
Thoughts and feelings I can’t control
Churches and graveyards and roses and thorns
Dark woods and rivers and bloodied skies at dawn
Anger and sadness and horror and dread
Memories that keep me fighting the dead
Mirrors to wristbands, I’ll starve on your words
I held out my hands and begged
But I don’t think you heard

Cut and bleeding I came to you
But I know there’s nothing that you can do
I hoped that you could find the answer
And end my self destructive disaster

Dancing with suicide amongst the graves
Seeking an end to the pain that I crave
Scorning the Devil and laughing with Death
Drinking to darkness then holding my breath
Waiting
Waiting

Silent suicide of the soul
Thoughts and feelings I can’t control
Churches and graveyards and roses and thorns
Dark woods and rivers and bloodied skies at dawn
Anger and sadness and horror and dread
Memories that keep me fighting the dead
Mirrors to wristbands, I’ll starve on your words
I held out my hands and begged
But I don’t think you heard

Trying to read me won’t ever work
The print’s too distorted for you to see
You think you know me but you have no idea
When you’re not watching, of the way I feel
Don’t give up on me

Silent suicide of the soul
Thoughts and feelings I can’t control
Churches and graveyards and roses and thorns
Dark woods and rivers and bloodied skies at dawn
Anger and sadness and horror and dread
Memories that keep me fighting the dead
Mirrors to wristbands, I’ll starve on your words
I held out my hands and begged
But I don’t think you heard

Just give up on me
Don’t give up on me
Just give up on me
Don’t give up on me
Just give up on me
Right now, right here
Right here, right now
Please