I really have mood swings and I hate myself for having them. I become such a brat or as my boyfriend also like to say, a princess.
I don't want to be a spoiled little girl and I know that when I get to that stage I really sound like one. So I have to work on myself a bit because no one diserve being around me then. Or I don't diserve being around anyone I should say.
Today I'm fine, or really good. I'm about to go and buy myself a smoothie and go to work. I have a great feeling about today. And tonight I'm going to cook for my flat mates. That means that I'm going to sleep in my own bed for the first time in about two weeks...
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