Note to myself.

I miss my dad. He's 2800 miles far away from here and I can't stand it anymore. When a persone is gone, that's the time you will need it the more. Ironic. And I need to hug and tell him that everything is seriously wrong with me. Actually, I know the distance between us isn't the issue. I know i'm just justifying myself to act all depress and i'm not even depress.

I just feel part of a bunch of losers that give up, you know? It's sad. I hate being childrish. I hate this ghost. It's like everything in my life has two faces. It's fucking confusing.

Don't want to think anymore.

Sick of felling sorry for myself. I want to throw up. 

I'm tired of this.

I need new things in my life. I need some changes.

I need to grow up a little more.