I'm turning more skitzofrenic, paranoid and closer to a deep depression by every day that passes. Guh. I can't handle this. I keep bringing myself down in ways that are so insane. Like I convince myself that Emma doesn't really love me since I don't hear from her, but I know that's not the case. I keep telling myself that I'm gonna end up alone in ( Read more... )

Why does she keep doing this? I talked to her on the phone before, about her being on some trip to Jönköping and blah blah blah and about how it's mothers day (which we don't usually celebrate) and I don't want to go to her house today because of schoolwork and that I decided to go see Salle's play today if I have the time ( Read more... )

I failed the national test. I've got one more chance in a month to manage the quadric equations and functions. 
Shoot me, please?
I'm glad I'm going out drinking tonight. 
I need to liquor some miseries away.

Ps. Comfort me plz?

Hellooo.
I haven't been to school since monday. And I am not going to school tomorrow, nuh-uh. So I'll miss my Phsychology-test. I feel exhausted, sick, warm, freezing and just bleh most of the time, you see. My mates Johanna and Gustav are sick aswell. And Viking is at home sick too. So I'm guessing we all cought the same flu or something. Bleh.
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Okay guys, I can't even begin to tell you how much I want to shoot myself right now.
Seriously. As I wrote earlier some of my friends (all Horrors-fans) are in London at the moment, and the reason for me not being there with them is bad prioritizing, I had already bought tickets to see HIM in Stockholm when I got to know that they were going to ( Read more... )