I feel like writing in english. Life felt great until yeasterday. I feel a bit pathetic. I mean, I shouldnt have been to surprised. He dosent love me, he's not in love with me. It's to early to talk about love, but I know that I'm in love with him. I guess we could still meet, have sex and be friends. But t will feel a bit strange.
It's dark outside already. I woke up late. Spent the night with E. I was really low yeasterday and he was kind enough to take care of me for a couple of hours. Kissing me, telling me I was sweet and beautiful. Just what i needed.
Don't know if I'm gonna do anything at all today. Just feel like eating crap food and watching a movie.
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