
Since this keyboard.. or computer.. is kinda stupid and does not want me to write the last three swedish letters, I write in english. I just went home from Gothenburg, where I met Rebecka and Koffe too hang out on a cafee at the avenue. I love gothenburg in the summer. I went to Gothenburg, to hang out with them, because I wanted something to do meanwhile Tobey was at the opening of Gothia Cup at Ullevi. I do not want to be that girlfriend staying home, embittered, doin nothing meanwhile her boyfriend is out, having some fun. And I do not want to think about how empty my bed is and how quiet it is, without our laughs and smiles, and I do not want to think about how hard it will be this coming year. He doing the military service, me stuck in the school, the fucking little bubble called school, hating my principal and sometimes on work, paying too much for my riding lessons and maybe i donot even have a job. i will not have much called life. and i will miss him so much.
day by day, we will keep together.
and tomorrow is another day, and he will wake me up and i will be at the game to support him.
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