exning

Once again, in the public library. This will probably be my last post. There's this feeling in my stomach that feels like a giant stone has been sunk to the bottom, and spiders crawling in my chest. That feeling where you can't breathe and feel exhausted, even though you've been lying all bed pretty much the entire day. I think you call it: stess. Haha.
Anyway, next time I'll be writing you will be in the shithole valley of Southern California, someplace I would deffinetly change, but I cannot stay here. For all that continuously read my blogs, you know I don't enjoy it much there, but the few people that live there and the support of my family can't change my opinion on living 130 degree weather.
These past months I have dealt with a lot of bullshit stress, bad luck, things that shouldn't have happened to me that I do not deserve, but nothing to the point that others have face or anything. I am still greatful for what I have, I just feel I have lost a little part of me that I need to find back, and that takes a lot of time (I think, especially since this never really has happened like this)
So I hope you meet me on the other side And thank you for all the wonderful messages, it makes me happy that people are listening.