sometimes

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Sometimes I feel like I don’t have any friends.

Sometimes I feel so lonely and alone and sad.

Sometimes I am really shy.ย  Sometimes I can’t shut up.

Sometimes I don’t want to let stupid little things get under my skin.

Sometimes I don’t feel like talking to anyone.

Sometimes I wish people had more dignity to stand up for their opinion, and not just go with the wrong crowd because they are scared of being different and being honest.

Sometimes I wish I had my family here so when life gives me lemon I could whine and had shoulder to cry on.

Sometimes I wish I had a true friend who I could count on and told every thing I feel and not judging me or worse, gossiping behind my back. Actually I have one! ๐Ÿ™‚

Sometimes I do miss my home town where traffic is crazy and pollution is everywhere but food is yummy and the city is never sleep.

Sometimes I just want to cry for no reason.

Author: ohdearria

Hi I'm Ria! A hippie heart and gypsy soul mama who loves plants, yoga, blue & white chinas, & thrifty finds. I like to bake and cook something delicious (and healthy) for my twin boys and le hubby. I have golden retriever dog named Sammy, and couple of love birds. I take my boys to sports as early as 5 in the morning and on the weekend. On this blog, I'm mostly rambling about my every day life as an everyday mama, wife, and human being who live in the suburbs. I love sharing snippets about my family, our adventures and holidays. So, if you like what you find here please stay with me. If you don't, simply just close this page. Thanks for dropping by and I hope you enjoy reading my stories. xx

8 thoughts on “sometimes”

    1. Thanks darjeling. Iya nih lagi mood swing for no reason. Damn mama with too much manner๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜€ Will do Non…and vice versa buzz me kalo lagi mau cari temen senasib ya๐Ÿ˜˜

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