It will be one week tomorro since Katie Jane Mabey left me for Devon, well Exeter.
She now lives in a place called Newton Abbot? More or less butt fuck nowhere.
Its my first sunday in a long time without her famous sunday roast's (famous in my eyes), and my cousin Ashley's and im pretty much feeling like a poor starving third world kid who cant afford scissors so let it grew.
Me and kieran shared cheesy chips at the bounty but i feel like im eating less to make a statement about how much i miss her. And since i made the switch from topshop to topman (topshop where i was the only boy) i feel like all the importan ladys in my life are to far away to look after me. Granted Topshop is only down downstairs but im a busy man.
Who have i got left, my sister had a healthy (massive and hairy) baby boy called taylor, and no its not called Taylor Taylor, shes married, Taylor Grant Atwell! But shes in Windsor now in her 3/4 of a million dream house, her and hubby Grant now seem to be Bucks' Posh and becks, but its more like Whine and tyres, only my family would get that joke.
My mum is a helper at my old school now so shes got 400 other kids all with more ADD than you can shake a kane at to worry about.
I suppose all that leaves is old faithful, my dog lily, but shes more grumpy than a fat girl in a salad bar.
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