hate this shit.

literally. i’ll meet the nicest guy then look for things in him that i don’t like so i can bail. i hate everything. i’ve been on my own for so long i find it hard to connect. or i just don’t want to.  i saw some photos on facebook today and was talking to Cat and i just want to go to a good old fashion house party where there are loads of different people and lots of drink and just casual amazingness. i’m slowly growing older and colder and i don’t like clubbing all that much, i like house parties. something like this is happening at the weekend with the best people. i’m excited to reunite with the residers and ex residers of 54. this is going to be a good weekend. i just need to get through this week.