My head will explode soon.. I can't cope with my thoughts.
I think about I couldn't pick up myself and make me work a lot.
I'm scared. There are moments.. even I need somebody to hug me. And tell that everything will be OK.
Sometimes it's necessary.. In fact I hate this felling. It's weakness. I really hate it..
But I can do anything with it.
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It's time to go to bed I think. Seven series of House are a lot.
Night, sugar