They say i'm clueless

I'm sorry about my last text, it was those days when you want to scream the words out of your moth. And sing florence and the machine so loud that he could hear.

Days are going the same, sewing, sleeping and dreaming, drinking morning coffee outside in sunlight, eating, give love to dog, lots of thinking.. ouh and working that i could get some money, but don't know yet where to spend it. I really want to go with my friend to Amsterdam. Or somewhere else.

Yesterday i saw cool people but i was still lonely. i'm so shy.

and people say to me that i look clueless.. Not the people yesterday.

Oh dear.