Ohshi-

Never. I repeat. NEVER look at Joshua Hoffine's photos. You don't know how scary his pictures of childhood fears are. And if you didn't fear something before, you certainly do after looking at them. SCAAARY.

Anyways, no progress in the Thomas-case. It is sad, but I'm shy. Or cowardly. (Anal, Kenny.)

Have to go, I won't be here until tomorrow evening.

Now I don't know what to do.

The new cat is adorable. Well, at least she was when my MUM was petting her. As soon as I approached to her, she hissed and slapped my head and hand.
I want my real cat back. I miss him so much. Where is he? Why does the new cat have to hate me that much?
I really try to love her. But if she acts like that on the first day, what am I supposed to do? I just can't stop the tears from falling. And I want my normal life back. Everything started going downwards from last Friday on. I wish I could just be gone, just see my dad and my cat again.
I know I sound really emo and pathetic now, but I'm really driving to a dead end. Life is so senseless, hard and stressing.

Why?