Olous

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i hate myself

Imagine the feeling when you try to keep calm and be strong when your dealing with a host family of which your mom constantly cries about and keeps remind you that in 50days you’ll have to leave a family you’ve grown to love as your own and you might not ever see them ever again, your own mom and dad plus brothers super happy they can see you soon, finals in school, tons of studying, stressing with the already late border control papers for your dog, which oh by the way you’ll never see again if you don’t have the papers ready, your best friend whom you have been missing for 283 days tells you that when you get home, he’s gone for the rest of the summer, your other best friend tells you that he’s moving away when you get home, your girlfriend which lives 5871 miles away, which you miss her terribly barely ever text your and when you text her, with a “sweet” kind of text, she didn’t even answer. Then one day you wake up with so much back pain you can barely get out of bed.
Not so “strong” anymore.

I just want to go home…