Feeling bad, really bad
I feel bad, really bad. I'm half-way through to be on fifth and final year at the University. I just have to pay for repeating one subject. My father started creating his own conspiracy theory about what I have to do on this last year. I'm fucking tired of everything. No support from parents, who think everything I do I do wrong and they would do it better. I start to think that it would be better if I'd disappeared or even died. I wonder what would have happen then. I'm the bad ugly duckling, who doesn't want to be a beautiful swan. I just want to fall asleep and not wake up.
Today I've met this guy I like again. The brighest moment of a day. We just passed by each other on the street saying short Hi! I have his e-mail somewhere, but I don't want to write without any reason. I'm not like that.
Maybe I will buy myself next book from series published by Bloomsbury Publishing Inc. in occasion of 21st anniversary of its origination.
See ya!
Today I've met this guy I like again. The brighest moment of a day. We just passed by each other on the street saying short Hi! I have his e-mail somewhere, but I don't want to write without any reason. I'm not like that.
Maybe I will buy myself next book from series published by Bloomsbury Publishing Inc. in occasion of 21st anniversary of its origination.
See ya!