+stop

moral of the story. know who's here for you and who's not. & humans make mistakes.
thankyou mitch (never would've survived a single moment without you. & i did not know you went to Oxford,Havard AND Cambridge, i admire you.) bajer, you make me laugh. how can you put up with a stupid captain like this. hendo, stop telling me i'm a good bloke. jus give me the death sentence. parents, jus don't fly over here, i appreciate it, and i know you want to be with me and see me, but i need some alone time.
you. thankyou. it's been extraordinary tough on you but yet you still listen to my rant and put up with every stupid thing i have to say. yesterdays baddy session was the best game of badminton i've played ever. purely cuz i could focus on the smile of your pretty face and nothing else.
everything's happened. trust wrecked and reconstructed. you and i going through sleepless nights. you crying yourself to sleep. me with a knife. rumours will spring up. questions raised. so stop.
link arms with me. cuz it's jus you and me. againist the interrogation of the whole world.
pull up a smile. and let time do it's work. like everyone has told us. before you know it things will be over.
i don't want to tell you anymore of what you already know.
but certainly i don't want to see a girl that's cried over her long weekend.
but attempted to enjoy it with some quality father and daughter time.
i'll see you on sunday evening chapel stupid.