lovebirdie

Okay fate so why me?!!! Everytime i feel like the clouds are starting to distribute, and i say it, i mean it, or post it, i just challenge the fate to kick me right in the face.. Yesterday i broke the blogging ban with an "i'm so happy so i let everyone see it" post and now what: my life is in pieces now, and i told too much that i would commit suicide that for the very first time in my life: i mean it. I want to jump off a bridge, throw a knife in my heart or drink poison or overportion my pills. I just need to escape from here. I feel like a human kind of trash, a fucking miserable bitch for believeing him and i'm anxious about our future

I'm burning in book-fever, starting to discover the most enjoyable and relaxing hobby ever - reading. Turns off my brain and helps me through the hardest periods of my life. As i've mentioned earlier, i read the fifty shades trilogy (50 shades of grey ; 50 shades darker ; 50 shades freed) and i love it soo much...not because of the porn thread but their true love and the background stories, and now i caught the hunger games fever, i've seen the film plenty times and now i'm about to finish the trilogy's 1st book..it's so adorable <3 I know i haven't made any new posts in the past few weeks but i was too busy reading, enjoying the little h

I am collapsing, even my life is getting better every day. I am stuck in the deepest depression i've ever been in. Maybe i'm joking and laughing, playing the hard-to-get and the tough chick in school who always haves fun with her friends, and playing a half of the happiest couple in the world to my boyfriend, but when i come home, i put down my mask, and i see my real face as my reflection in the mirror. Why am i doing this to myself? I'm trying so hard to show my boyfriend how much i love him, and as a protection mechanism, i act like a sinful, who should regret a plenty of things, but the truth is that he should do this. He should regret EV