It's so strange for me to be writing my third entry in one day, but here I am. At this point it's too confusing to describe the things I'm thinking and feeling. Torn would be a good word to describe. Why can't life treat me fairly for once? why does there always have to be at least one detail, large, small, or very large?
Somebody comfort me...
I'm in need.
I'm at my parents' house now, which explains the constant internet access, in a week or so I'll be in my new place, and should be able to communicate more often, maybe hopefully even chat with at least my two favorite people. We'll see.
Ta, ta.
Somebody comfort me...
I'm in need.
I'm at my parents' house now, which explains the constant internet access, in a week or so I'll be in my new place, and should be able to communicate more often, maybe hopefully even chat with at least my two favorite people. We'll see.
Ta, ta.
i love you very, very much
~me