Summer. XI

These days ago I was feeling really bad, sad, depressed. I didn't really know why. Perhaps because I feel homesick and too young. Perhaps I miss my city and my friends.
I used to want to cry at every time. For no reason. Most of the times I did it.
Yesterday I was trying to read a book about emotions and stuff. A really good one. But it made me feel sad and tired. And asdfghjkl.
But I talked with Livia and she made me feel better. She always does it.
Later I went with Jimena and Paula (Livia's sister, God, I do have to write about this family relationships, it's a complete mess) for a walk and we talked about lots of things. I talked them about my bulimia stuff and I made feel much better. Those three girls are absolutely awesome. Such a wonderful people.

Me.

My gorgeous sister.

Jimena, being terribly happy.

Paula's tumblr hair, and Jimena being a pro fotographer.

Paula, as beautiful as always.

I'm not reading my shitty book.
But I'm feeling better, much much better. Thank you, Lamadrid girls.
I'm homesick, but I'm surviving.
By the way, Livia is coming to Madrid with us!!! I'm really really excited about that!

xoxo