Dance boy, Dance.

James and I. My one true love. I swear down i'd marry him if I could. he said if his girlfriend goes out AGAIN tomorrow night he's leaving her and me and him are going out because why not, and no one else gets us.

We're great and I love him.

I am sort of afraid of the future, and of this bullshit they call Christmas, I feel no spirit and no joy.

I'm talking to Lila again by the way. She still gives a fuck, which after so long is saying something. It gives me faith in humanity. Why can't I date a blipper, you're all lovely as hell. Sigh.