Tell me Stockholm is burning
Nighttime, black, alone. Goshness me. England is chilly as hell, and unbelivably enough I'm alive still. This has been a week that could well have ended in me writing this from Sweden. Monday was, to make a long, painful story extremy short, horrible. In short, I fucked everything up for everyone, almost lost the one person in my life that made me feel good about the concept of remaining alive and losing the trust of the people who have generously housed me for the past months.
Thanks to some divine - I assume - assistance, hard work and a feeling that if I didn't get my act together in a record-breaking time I'd lose everything that I've worked for for three years. Now it seems okay, and things are steadily becoming more and more... well, steady. It feels hard though, and I'm scared shitless about living with people I've never met, but I hope it will turn out good in the end. I could use a shock-enema-treatment for my shyness, and I suppose going to halls of residence for a year might help me that way. I came here to change my life, and learning how to interact with people is probably part of that.
Erica is asleep next to me, bless her cotton socks. Ill in the tummy, and her boobs apparently ache. Poor little baby. She needs a kiss and cuddle, I believe. Take care my friends, shoes or not.
Thanks to some divine - I assume - assistance, hard work and a feeling that if I didn't get my act together in a record-breaking time I'd lose everything that I've worked for for three years. Now it seems okay, and things are steadily becoming more and more... well, steady. It feels hard though, and I'm scared shitless about living with people I've never met, but I hope it will turn out good in the end. I could use a shock-enema-treatment for my shyness, and I suppose going to halls of residence for a year might help me that way. I came here to change my life, and learning how to interact with people is probably part of that.
Erica is asleep next to me, bless her cotton socks. Ill in the tummy, and her boobs apparently ache. Poor little baby. She needs a kiss and cuddle, I believe. Take care my friends, shoes or not.