I have stories to tell.

This bothered me as I swiped by Robins blog. Him writing for the first time, that I laid sleeping in his bed, he even called me his princess, and he tought I was so adorable. What he didn't tell is how he woke me up that day, he'd said clearly that it was all okay if i slept till he came home from work, he bumped me, and said: your getting up! NOW! I felt scared then, he had no perticular reason to act like that either, but he never told anyone that, did he?

The second thing bothering me is all my friends spending all the time at my x's place, if we just even had them in comment when we got to know eachother, but I introduced him for ALL of them, every each one. Now I sit left with 3 of the people he've met.

The third thing is me breaking down for so small things, like a group restored at nettby concluding him and my friends as a family yesterday, I seriously started crying. It's not as bad as I want it to be, but try to understand me. My friends is all I got. I have no family taking care of me, no fosterfamily, no loving and caring boyfriend and no bigger brothers or sisters, they're all I got.



My mum is unavailable the next 4 days working for her friend in a place where she can't be reached, my brother never speak to me anymore, this basicly suck.

I wanna burry myself till sping comes, and I want my own hattifnatt... :/