someother

What are two years, 730 days, 17520 hours. For me it was a time of up`s down`s and inbetweens. Why are you so scared of love? Why can`t you try to work on your baggage that you carry around with you. I know what a beautiful, wonderful, intelligent and special person I am. Why can`t you see that? Someone once said:'I will accept you for who you are, not for how I want you to be.' Maybe I could never accept how you were because I knew your potential. I know that this could have been a great love story. So now that`s it`s over and I know better why is it bugging me so much. Why do I bother with the fact that I want you to show me how important I am to you because I know I am. I really want to call, write or send smoke signals but I know that is a bad idea. I am hurt and my imagination of love has been shattered in some way that`s why I am scared of saying something I will regret. But at the same time you will never call me or write to me. You will ... you won`t do anything. I need to let go completely. It hurts so bad. Too bad you didn`t try, you don`t know what you`re going to miss one day.

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Igår så hade vi ferre med jobbet. Vi hade klarat vårt fantastiska mål!
Idag så har Hanna, Freddan och jag varit i farsta, och sen stan. Och Hanna har äntligen köpt sig en iphone! Så jävla kul för henne, som hon har längtat!!

I morgon ska vi på utflykt :P
Nu ska jag jobba vidare här på partyagria. Vi rockar ikväll: Claes, Fredrik, Jonas, Hanna och jag! Farligt ;)