Not really, I just feel super sad and nostalgic and blagh, wait ballads are the sad ones right? XD
I went shopping today with my mother, I say shopping, but we only went to one shop to buy some Indian clothes, when I say clothes I mean dresses, when I say dresses I mean frikkin princess/fairy dresses that make you feel pretty as hell,
so yeah, I bought 4 of those, 2 black, 1 navy and 1 peach 🙂
That makes me sorta happy because duh, I love feeling like a fairy,
I feel sad because I feel alone,
I feel alone because I feel like I have no bestfriends anymore, you know? People who you talk to all the time, or rarely, but when you do, you tell them anything and everything??
Notice I say alone, not lonely.
I feel like singing a ballad because my dad is so old and yet he acts so young,
his soul is young, you know? I feel like my soul is ancient.
Like he has all these dreams and plans in his head, he is 41 and he still thinks like that,
I know sometimes I really hate my dad, but I really love him too because he’s a dreamer, and he taught me how to love life, subconciously even,
I feel like giving up so bad right now, so so so bad,
I miss being me.