After the greatness and happiness of the Portugal Shootfest I am living the shittiest times of the last few years. I'm trying to move out of this house because of some issues my boyfriend's' mom created but looks like that's not happening anytime soon. Our car broke down AGAIN, I still can't get a job, I've been feeling ill and now I've lost my phone! All my photos, my numbers... all the memories I had in that phone.. It was no big deal, nothing special but it had a lot of meaningful things in there. And I lost it. I looked everywhere I was yesterday twice and talked to everyone there. Someone took out it's battery and that person might be looking at my photos and my friends' right now. I hope none of those photos get leaked. So most of the shootfest photos will never make it here.I feel so bad for myself and everyone. I've been a nervous wreck ever since I got back from the shootfest. And I can't afford a new phone. I can barely afford to buy food. So thanks dear life for fucking it up again for me, I really appreciate it.
I'm sorry this is such a shitty blog but I just feel shitty and I can't stand people in this town lecturing me about taking my phone with me everywhere.
