diary #1

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i am so afraid of the new year.

well, i got a tarot reading and (supposedly) my ex boyfriend will come back to my life in this week. i bet it won't happen but what if...

maybe the new year... i won't spend it with my friends but with this man who i still love. or hate. or love-hate.

well.

i am afraid of the party in 31.12. a lot of my friends dont give a fuck about me and my plans so i guess the party will suck a dick. i hope not.

and, as today, i am still sick and i feel worse than yesterday.

i am a suck pessimist.