I wish my head didn't go to shit everytime I have to be on my own for more than a few minutes. This constant need for having someone around me is really getting on my tits. Last week, I told Rebecca to come over after work so at 2 in the morning she came over and we literally had a half an hour chat something to eat and slept until she had to go to work the next day.
I really don't know why, but being at home makes it a bit worse as well. I spend pretty much all of my time in my gran's now a days and there's no need for it.
Oh well. I'm hungry now. Time for foods.