Official day of weakness..

It is 3 weeks since I broke up with my now official EX-boyfriend. Life goes on.

It was my first paying job as an extra in Stockholm this year. I didn’t have fun.

I want to go to church, to find some kind of peace. It may help.

I want to cry, like never before. Eric Clapton will help.

Life will get better. But it isn’t today.

Cigarettes will kill me. But right now, I don’t give a fuck.

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