Oh I could talk about a lot of stuff.

Phil Lester's birthday.

My new found love for Lorde because something was missing from my life.

The bop released by Waterparks.

How attacked I still feel from TDC.

The suicide of Glee star Mark Sailing who yes is a piece of shit,,,, but my children,,,, don't actually celebrate him dying. I don't say you should wish "rest in peace" and stuff but just ignore it, suicide is still important.

LETS INSTEAD TALK ABOUT THE FUCKERY THAT IS MY LIFE AND I'M GONNA TYPE IN CAPS BECAUSE THIS IS HOW MAD I AM AND I WAS ON A DIET TO LOSE 11KG WHICH IS ABOUT 24 POUNDS AND I WAS GOING SO WELL AND NOW I'M STUCK JUST 5KG LEFT BUT NOW I GOT ONE AND I'M SO TIRED AND I WORKED SO HARD AND THIS IS JUST A BIG FUCK YOU.

I barely eat, I walk a lot, I see my friends eat like pigs and I still don't eat something unhealthy. I do everything and like I kept trying and I can't do it anymore.

I can't, okay? I'm tired.

I'm tired and I want to be thin and I can't and I feel horrible and I hate everything