its kind of hillarious when it dont bother me that im alone on a weekend, when i finsished up, trained, when im bored of playing games, then he texts, its like he knows im alone over the weekend. its like he knows that he's the person i want to spend all my weekends with. we just work well together.

"hey whats happening tonight?"
"well nothing, being aboned" (my sarcasm becuse people know i like to be alone)
"i might come over tonight but now im going to a dinner"
"do so *hug*"

these texts seems boring n dull i know. but when its him n me who text we know eathother so well we just know what they mean.

he's a light in darkness. he brings my mood up like only few can do.
its like he know when im alone at a weekend.

but the thing is
this male, have broken my heart.
he can be mean and shallow.
hes a bitch
but hes a nice bitch.

now im just blabbing about Pinky, i renamed him to Pinky becuse of his clothes

but now back to serious buisness. my camera got stolen so i have no pictures at all from halloween in school, hallowen at the rave, or anything like that i mean good god i dont even got of my new haircolour. i hate people. i hate them, ravers are happy people and they dont en up finghting but its all the other people whos there to steal and fight.
this is making me drpressed!
becuse its the ravers who gets the shit!

the rave was awesome. both me and Linn was cats, so was out adoptive kitten.
and Olle had angel wings nothing on his upper body, sprayed down in glitter and dark makeup.

hope you all good! and sorry for sucha anoying journal!