Part 1

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Haven't slept all night. Unsure what to do, I was listening to music and words always hit me in my eyes:

'But if by chance you're here alone

Can I have a moment?

Before I go?

'Cause I've been by myself all night long
Hoping you're someone I used to know.' 

And ofc I was crying like a little biitch over Novak who is an idiot and I fūcking hate myself because I love him so much. Stupid girl, that's what I am..
For 2 hours I'm moving to the London and nobody cares that I'm leaving. I can't bare to look at myself in the mirror right now, I probably look like a wiped shìt. Am I supposed to meet some British god looking like this?
They would probably barf or faint if they saw me.
Anyway I'm leaving my scum of ex here who surely has a hand disease and can't text me or something. I'll pretend I don't care because that's what should every girl do. I like it when I get boost of confidence suddenly. And now I'm dancing like a monkey because I can.
I heard bang on my door:

'Anna, stop being a dork and get ready, it's seven already!' OMG

'Daad, leave me alone, I'm busy pushing thongs in my suitcase!'

'Hey Anna, make sure you bring enough, you know how many perverts are in England.'

We high-fived, and that's my relationship with my dad, we are pretty much best friends. We drink beer while watching basketball on TV and we make sure we eat every unhealthy meal we come across.

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