:] Thank you so much. I’m so happy that I’ve come this far. I’ll try so hard not to be sad anymore <33
Then my computer wouldn’t move until I restarted it.
El. Oh. El.
It’s been a whole year. I better take a lot of pictures. It’s sad! I’ll miss my little 365 it’s been my diary for a whole year. Every day for an entire year. This is enormous. I’m so proud of myself. And I’m so happy I have my little family of followers :] I love you guys so much. I’ll probably post like eight times today. I have so many things to say.
But right now, I’m happy.
Life is too short to be anything but happy.
:[ I’m not where I wanted to be. I’m so sad these days. I haven’t been to the beach in ages. I don’t even hang out with people. I don’t even like myself. It’s all over and this is what I turned into. I don’t even have anywhere to write it all down after this. This is how it ends.
I just woke up. It’s 9 a.m. and the first thing I did today was cry and post about it on tumblr…I have no plans for the day. I took no good pictures last night. I don’t take any good pictures anymore. They’re just shitty pictures I put up a day late so that I can finish this thing and stop being so sad all over the internet.
Fuck this. Fuck this. Fuck this.
TWO MORE DAYS!!! :O Oh my lord. I would love to do another one. I think this was so awesome, but I need a break. I want to do one a little later in my life. My camera will always be an essential when packing my bag though, and I definitely won’t stop taking pictures. You should start a 365, Anon :]
My fever’s at 101.
It’s bed time.
Please don’t hate me.
He made me feel better.
And I’m sick. And I can’t talk. And I can’t sleep. I’m thinking about this project. This year. How this year is going to end. There are only seven days left, and here I sit, sick, sad, single, broken-hearted, beaten down. This is how my year is going to end. I thought everything was coming true, all my wishes and all the things I love were finally surrounding me with happiness. And now I can’t even write my essay, because I can’t think because my body hurts so bad. And my throat. And I can’t even drink water. And I can’t even kiss anyone that I love.
I don’t want this. I don’t want to look back and see this. I can’t even take a picture for today because I can’t stay awake. I don’t know what to do.
I want to be happy. I try so hard to be happy. But this is going to end sadly. I only have a week and nothing’s going to be better in a week.
I’m going back to bed.
Maybe this whole year was a dream.
…………okay, let me go video chat with a creepy anon o_0
Oh my god. I can’t even move.
Shitty picture on it’s way…