I miss my little alternative, scary friend, that just knows me more than she lets on. Who I can spend hours with and only sometimes feel the awkwardness.
I miss being happy. I'm struggling to find that happiness at the moment. It's hard because of Uni, because of work, and my constant dilemma concerning my father. It's hard to find some peace, I'm living for the holidays. I'm struggling to cope really. I'm just glad I've finally found someone I can trust on Res.
Thinking about tattoo designs and places, I know what I want, just don't know what font and how big. It's a pretty big decision. But I'm actually really excited.
I'm going to make it through this grossness, I know I am.
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