I’ve Never…
Woke up on Thursday after what seemed like a restless night, but was in reality a 10 hour deep sleep. I was ready for a brand new day and a brand new start. Shower, dress for work and walk outside to my car, only to find that some scummy fuck has broken into it. Taken my tomtom and fucked off. “Hello police?”
Had the day off work, had to fanny around all afternoon waiting for insurance and waiting for the police and ‘C.S.I’ team to come and inspect for fingerprints. Part of me thought it was him, but my judgement thought better. He wouldn’t be that spiteful.
With all my mates sensing that the whole me and the boyfriend thing had to come to an end, and that I was feeling bad about it, I was invited to go for a few drinks round at Gratz’s house on Friday night. They figured I needed a drink I suppose. Got a little tipsy and started playing the “I’ve never” game. I don’t think I could have disclosed much more of my sordid past to my mates, haha. Was a nice blast from the past though, had me thinking about things I hadn’t thought about for years 
