And I come alive whenever I hear your voice saying my name

'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? That is the question
But I forget you don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect a bit of folks

So while you're outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what you're staring at is me
It's been a while since I wrote last time.
I have met friends and everything is fine but I've had some troubles controlling myself again.My friends are awesome and I couldn't ask for anything better and I'm so thankful for my life but still I've cried myself to sleep several times lately. Pretty much for insecurity, I'm questioning existence. I'm afraid that everything I have is false or illusion, and one day I will lose everything.
 I've also cried because of my mother. I haven't seen her as an adult or my mother for a long long time. I really mean a long time. And I wish that I had grown up so much that I wouldn't need a mother but the thing that makes me cry is that I do need someone as a person who trusts me, stands behind me to support me and when I fail she'd be the one I can turn around to. Someone who is proud of me an want's me to go bravely ahead in my life. Not someone who is holding me back, questioning me and trying to use me. Not someone who makes me cry and wonder which one of us is the adult.

Am I really always using those same clothes when I'm photographing..?

Today I apologize for wasting my holiday.
But today I don't really know what I'm gonna do. Tomorrow I'm going shopping because I should find a birthday gift to my friend. :) <3 And ofc I need stuff too. I'd like to find a tote bag and  black thights with flowers or something. And shorts maybe.

something like these would be nice

And I have to say that I love it when I'm standing in front of the mirror, and my best male friend comes behind me and says "You're beautiful."