Enough.

I try. Honestly. I try not to let (the bastards) get me down. I try not to eat. I try to study. And I try not to listen to my mom's rambling. So all this trying gave me (what else?) a headache. And a sad feeling. And a loss of any confidence I had yesterday. I am sad again. Fuck it.

Two days and I'm out of here. All January I will be unable to get busy with my crazy stuff cause of the exams. Then, when they finally end, I will lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling. My plan was to travel to London. Get a tattoo. Visit Tate Modern. Or go to Paris. I've never been to Paris before. But no. I will stay in put and study all over again. Just as well.

2012. I will be own my own for my self. I know what's best for me and family times just aren't. I need to get headache pills again. Who wants to spend Easter Holidays with me?

Anklets & Skulls, this is where we'll travel to.

pack your bags.

we are out of here.