Just got back from Wales after pretty mashed up weekend….

Fri night went out was having a great night untill I found out that someone I went to school with killed themselves not so long ago, mentioning no names out of respect god bless there souls but needless ot say we came home shortly after that.

I was invited to the Jazz festival in Wales and I decided to go to cheer myself up but when we got down there it was wet, dirty and so full we couldn’t get in to the tents so spent Sat night in the middle of a muddy field. Just got back and now because I did go my best friend decides i shouldn’t have gone down there with who I did and presuming the reaction I got she dont want to be my friend anymore.

I feel like i’m on a school playground.You cant be friends with them because you were my friend first JESUS….I’m sorry but since when do others have the right to choose who your friends should be? Surely a weekend away with friends is a whole better option than sitting home alone feeling sorry for myself!!??!