Why is it so much harder to be at home as I imagined. Every night I end up crying. I thought I would come here and to make people around me happy and that friends and relatives would make me happy and wanna be with me. It hurts more then any break up I´ve gone true with boys ever in my life because I have a feeling everyone else is breaking up with me. This thoughts gives me an emty feeling inside. I wanna scream; love me, take care of me, understand me, accept me and forgive me.
Forgive me for not beeing god at calling back, not writing to you while I travel and forgive me for expecting you to do the same to me.
I feel so sad. I just wish while I´m here that I can met as many as possible. Who knows when I will come back next time.
Forgive me for not beeing god at calling back, not writing to you while I travel and forgive me for expecting you to do the same to me.
I feel so sad. I just wish while I´m here that I can met as many as possible. Who knows when I will come back next time.
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