shely

Sometimes, no matter what you do, it"s just never enough.
when in a relationship, you can leave everything (friends, family, comfort, habits...) to be with your loved one and not think about the fact that things could go wrong. I had hopes and i thought everything was going to be fine but at the end of the day, i'm living hell. I just cant be living in an environement where there's more pressure, anger, madness than there is love. My feelings got out of control and flew away because the stress and the fights were stronger and bigger than my feelings for her.
I spend my days in, watching tv and blogging about shit on tumblr. i just cant live like that anymore.
I thought going to a small town with only 900 people living here could heal my anxieties and make me feel better and increase the love in my relationship but turned out everything got even worse.

It's even more complicated than that. but to all the people who told me i couldnt stay there for long and that i never commit to anything and i never go through my goals, fuck you. i'm not living my life for you and your opinions dont mean shit to me.
So yeah,i'll be back . somewhere. not staying in Paris though, i'll be dying again there.
i miss my friends. i miss living. i miss laughing and smiling.
fuck.

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here are some pctures of normandie. like you care




and the doggies