#cuzimangry

In desperate dire need of a good snog. It’s only been a week and it feels like decades. It’s been so long since I’ve been without someone that I’ve forgotten how single people do it. 

Clubs would be good. If I had a car or didn’t live in the middle of nowhere.

Instead, I’m stuck inside the dorm. Working on newspaper shit. After writing one good political article, my editor now loves to give me nothing but that. Damn politics.

Sure, I’m good at writing about them. But they make me angry.