totally random, yet again...
just read an old friend's blog.... and it has just occurred to me that it has been 2 years, 2 years since i last saw my friends.....i was touched by what he said, yet a part of me doesn't believe that i am what he says, not anymore.
Why do i find it so difficult to believe it? Why am i struggling so much with so many things around me?
What if i don't get to see my friends before something happens to me?
i miss my parents... every night i dream of either mummy or daddy and i want to be home....
catched phantom of the opera last week... fantastic. Thank YOU for watching it with me.
I like to hurt myself. I surround myself with people who will hurt me, knowing that they're just using me. I always like the wrong people.....
Like you said, i'll never learn.... i'll never learn to stay away from you... and people like you.
