17’s supposed to be my lucky number

17…i have now decided 17 is a rubbish number.

i dont want 17 to be my lucky number anymore.

I thought things were going to get better, i thought things were going to change.

I’m 17 now. I’m 17 years old. this is supposed to be my lucky year

This year is a piece of crap already and it’s only just begun!

I wanna be 16 again. i wanna go back. i dont want things to change.

i dont even know why i bother. My best friend who i told all my problems to isnt interested in helping anymore.

Me and Apple aren’t talking.I can’t even bare to look at him right now.

My job is rubbish. all the people i work with are going through bad times and we’re over budget so am getting 4 hours a week.

FOUR HOURS A WEEK!!??  That’s £20 a week. £80 a month. i cannot survive on that!

I’ve got too much school work.

The person i’ve just started seeing has liked me for a year (and vise versa) got upset when we wer talking bercause he feels so strongly that he doesnt want to mess me arouund but doesnt want to be with me. is it just me or is that a load of fucking bollocks?

i really like him. but anyway he’s gone to london for a week doing some scouts things (he’s a scouts leader or something)

I’ve been 17 for almost 1 week and around 5 days.

Being 17 is shit.