Okay, so, I decided not to go to Malmö this fall after all. I still feel like going somewhere, but I don’t think I’m ready yet. It just occured to me that, if I go away to a place where I don’t know anyone and nobody knows me, sure it would be a new start and all that and it would probably be a great experience, but… if something were to happen, something bad, then I would have to go through that all alone. And I don’t know if I could do that. And that scares me. I hate being scared. I don’t want to, but I’m just too weak to not be scared. I don’t want to hide in my room all day, but I’m too afraid to go outside. Sometimes I hate being a little girl… I hate not being able to defend myself… I’m pathetic.
Jag ligger kvar här, så blir nog allting bra…
Oh well enough complaining. Sorry about that. I thought I’d upload
some pictures from my trip to Japan earlier this year. I miss it so much!
(Sorry Linnea if you’re reading this, I stole your pictures 8)








