The last two/three weeks have no been my best, to be honest they've probably been the worst few weeks I've had in a very long time. Lewis & I split up and I've gone a little bit 'weird' since, in the sence that I'm partying + gigging more, drinking + smoking more & ultimately sleeping about an hour a night and just generally being a dick to most of the people around me. I know that's the worst way to deal with it, but it's not like anyone actually cares, right?
Last night was hilarious.. when I eventually sobered up and ate something/could walk again/wasn't high, Rosie, Nicole and Charlie came and picked me up in Charlies Landrover we ended up having a lovely pizza party in an industrial estate with a tonne of people I barely know. One of them wants to take me to the cinema actually :o hahaa fun times. But yeah these guys are stars and have been brilliant + there for me when I've been so self destructive over the last few weeks. Love dem.