So lately I've decided to give my life a new turn.
I'm giving up the people who are bad for me. I know it sounds brutal, but I mean, why should I hang with people that only push me down? A real friend would be there at any time and support you. I have my bestfriends, friends, and the fake friends...what do I need them for? Not that we ever get close or anything, but still...sick of it! Bye-bye Bratz!
My Biological dad seem to try to get back into the picture, wheter or not he is rubbish-bin material i'm not sure of yet... I'll figure it out but in the meanwhile I am more confused than ever... and stressed, my mind is not where it is supposed to be! I need to figure out what I want with my life, I've only found a way to start to get there.
I don't expect others to keep me happy, that I do for myself, but the ones that really aren't worth it, no use on keeping them!
When I was younger I had an obsessive collecting hobby, Tin boxes, Stones of all sizes, Pieces of pavement (!), Shells, Stamps, even Chesnuts! for many years they were there, in my draw,acctually, MANY DRAWS! Even Cupboards! just in case...
Well, I'm cleaning up my room now.
