Is it really supposed to be so damn hard? My mood is constantly sinking and I'm confused and acting a bit wierd, I guess. My friends don't really leave me alone. They're wonderful, all the time. Especially when I get home late, to drunk to stand, and wake everyone up. And they just take care of me.
I just want to be free. Free from the weight of feelings.
I'm just... not happy right now. I feel empty. Things that really should lift my spirits just make me confused. I can't relate to anything.
Och sorger har vi inga, våra glada visor klinga...