Sometimes I wonder what people are thinking or if they are thinking at all…
It’s all weird and crazy. Yeah. By the way, I’m back in town after spending some time in the archipelago. Love the nature but it feels good to be back to city life again. I’m stuck and will never be free. Or what is freedom? Or do I want to be free…or am I free? Confusing, I know. But I am a confused girl. 10 points to me. Perhaps I am thinking too much and then I’m back to the beginning of this post about thoughts. Although, I prefer to think than to not think at all. I am stupid. Rehab, perhaps?
missing my long hair. badly.