yesterday I had so much time to think about me and my life. I had like 6 hours waiting on the train, and then almost 12 hours going and returning from london. my life is really changing and i’m actually follow my dream. But i think about her all the time, about if we were older would it work or if I didn’t run away to UK would we still be together? So many questions. Sometimes I just think about giving all this up and go back to portugal and just knock on her door, and hug her and smell her, not in a creepy way of course.
life..you change so fast.