Twin 2

I miss my Twin 2. I miss my Adam. Strange calling him by his name on here, as I never call him by his name to his face. Weird relationship quirk I guess.

Right, it's been 4 days. 4 DAYS. This is pathetic - just sad and pathetic. Get a grip, Lucy.

Speaking on the phone doesn't make it much easier, although if I couldn't speak to him, I'd probably go insane. I just wish he was here so we could wrap up in my duvet and watch Come Fly With Me on Netflix, then laugh at all the shit jokes together. But instead, I'll wear your hoodie, which sadly doesn't smell like you anymore, and keep myself busy until 31st August.

12 days and counting.