I feel like empty inside. I miss him. It sucks. I really have to get over it.
It doesn't matter what I am writing to him anymore, it's just for fun, makes me pretend.
Pretend that it can work. Hahah, yeah right it does. I'll never see this guy again, I'm completlty sure about that.

Okay, it's 20 min in 3AM and I'm so damn tired but still I have so much energi. I feel like jumping and dancing in front of my mirror but then I should splash up on the floor, whatever that is.
Hahah, before, when I was more like sleeptired I did a mushroom on my leg, a few minutes after I was like OMG what the fuck is that, take it away. Then I was like, oh, yeah, right. What the hell, it doesn't even look like a mushroom. What does it do there, it's freakin ugly.
I saw a really funny video for a hour ago, I laught out loud, no I didn't, but I would if I weren't so tired by then.
It's almost bright outside, how can I sleep now? Doesn't matter, I ain't gonna sleep. Oh yeah, I was downstairs cuz I needed to go to the bathroom, and my parents TV was on, I was like, are they morons or what? I mean, if they sleepin, going to the bathroom and then go to bed again, how can they possibly forget to turn off the TV?
Anyways, when I was in the bathroom, I saw the fucking mushroom on my leg again, I don't fucking want it there, it doesn't make any sense.
When I came up I thought about my tattoo, I'm gonna finish it pretty soon, but then I reminded myself that it is the same days left now as yesterday, cuz, I can't say today, cuz I haven't sleep yet, so it was today but yesterday.
I sat here, thinking about what I was goin to listen to, I dicides post hardcore, it's pretty fucking awesome.
I don't get it how ppl can dance their asses of to it, I want to.
Hahaha, I was thinking, sometimes when I passes by a mirror, I stop goin and stare into it and thinking, damn, this chick looks just like me, stop starring at me bitch! Then I'm like, oh yeah, mirror.
I like hippos they just are. Swiming around, eating some grass in to the water and are huge. Theyre just like badgers without feets. But what, they both have feets, think about a cross between a badger and a, something bird with baconflu.
Okay, that was scary. My door was kinda closed, then it opened more and more, yea I got my window open a bit but it didn't did any sense before, Aaaah, ghosts.
I really want to meet some new ppl now, ppl more like my but mer energious and give me some. Think about real damn freaking awesome hardcore dancing in the livingroom with lots of cold beer. Alcoholic, ohno, not yet.
Omg it's 4 minutes until 3AM and I only got 5 hours sleep if I turn to bed now, oh wait, I'm already in bed. Right!
I'm energious, can't sleeep, I really need photoshop, I'm never good at my fucking pics, and now i'm gonna loss weight until putte i parken, i'm surley do. I can't do that, but I going to.
Enough about that, what now, oh I reminded myself, our mustard in the fridge, it's horrible, it's stucked in the fridge cuz it's mustard under the mustard, whatever the name is. And eww, I'm getting sick of all not one day old, but one week old food in the fridge, I won't through it away, never I'm gonna take in it, nasty fucking shit. I'm seriously getting scared of it, old food, in boxes with hair and some unnatural color, gross.

Okay, its getting closer.
It's friday night and I still hate the Internet.
Btw, it's just 2 days left to me first tattoo, i'm so excited.
But i guess i have to go alone, i don't wanna, but, it has to be kinda boring to sit there for two hours and do nothing.
it's july 3rd and its less then a month left to putte i parken, it's gonna be so damn freaking awesome, to meet everybody again.
And it's just 15 days left tp my 20th birthday. Weeeiii