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It feels like I am evil. As there is some kind of anger in me that just going out. It is suffered by people I love and care about. So it should not be. I think it's how to fold a shirt my mind that gives up on reaching how to fold a shirt ways. I want to help everyone around me, I do. And I do my best to do it with. But do I? I do not want to disappoint anyone, but I know how I sound sometimes. I spits and sputters how to fold a shirt against you and it is not the intention. It's something I have to work on to improve. I do not want to be angry and grumpy. I will be glad and happy. Everything feels like a fucking roller coaster. Down to the bottom, to the top and then right into the shit again. Sorry for that I can not keep me on an even level as everyone else. I have nothing to complain about really. I know that. But sometimes I have to just be yourself. As much as I like to socialize more you then I must sometimes be left alone, without any nagging at me. Sorry. I mean it. The desire I've had to move / ride away is still there. Now maybe worse than ever. And I can not do shit about it. For traveling, you need money, to get the money you need a job, but to get a job so you have to move. Or? Today has been a good day anyway. Swimming how to fold a shirt and sunbathing but people I like and I needed that. I have had such bad thoughts the past few days. Where will I live? Who am I? Why do we treat each other so badly? Why not just tell me what you think, soon it might be too late? What is the meaning of life? Can anyone answer? .. When I did not even know who I am or what is to come then probably no. I feel like a confused teenager again. What will I be when I grow up ..?
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