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xoxo m♥

Heeeaven. I just found HIM on facebook!!! It makes me kinda depressed because I'm sure, I'll NEVER have such a beautiful boyfriend. And he IS really really really beautiful. I remember first time I saw him: My first tought was that his face is perfect! Like Bill's face. Just...perfect!

But it doesn't matter because I don't send him a friend request. First reason, I'm too shy and the second reason is that I'm sure, he thinks that I'm crazy. Or worse. So I missed my chance and pray now, that I'll find another boy...

Ok, but that isn't the reason for this post. I wanted to write my anger out of my soul. Today was (more or less) a good day.  My whole family came to us to celebrate my birthday. But there happened something, that really bothered me. I think, I'll write more about that thing soon. I'm so tired now and I have to go to bed. But I promise, I'm going to write about it tomorrow (today, haha).
see you ♥

I just realized, maybe it’s right what most people told me. I’ve got expectations to my friends but I neither fulfil them. It’s always the same in my life.

Sometimes I think about something. Per sample about loosing my weight, doing something creative, go out with friends and so on.

Let’s stay by the thing loosing my weight. I really know, I have to loose it! I’m too heavy and I really don’t feel so good like I am. But I always think ‘Yes I have to do it, but…’ That’s false. I always try to find a reason for not doing it. I hate that, but I’m always thinking like that.

See that with my friends. I love them! But I always think they should call me. Not I call them all the time. That has to come from both sides. But in two of my friendships isn’t that the reality. It’s always my part to contact the other one. That’s not fair. So I also don’t call them now. I’ll see soon what they’ll do. Maybe I’m an important person for them and they contact me, or they aren’t real friends.  

Friends. I don’t know what I should think about friends. I don’t talk about my friends. I talk about friendship.

Well. You’re on a bus station. The bus comes, you go into and some of your friends come with you. Maybe one of your friends get out on the next station, you go out on the over next station and every person goes into and out when he want. Also you and your friends. Some are for just for one station with you in your bus, and some are with you for a few stations. And who knows, maybe there are some friends, who stand by your side until the end…