Sometimes when I think about things too much it gets to me and I just want to lie on the floor and cry. The other day I convinced myself that my boyfriend didn't love me and that he would come home and tell me that he was leaving me for someone else. But he didn't. he came home with two bunches of roses for me. Which made me want to cry even more. and when I think about going to work and how long I have to keep doing it for. Every day, the same thing. I wake up and go to work, then I go to sleep. that's why I'm leaving next year. I'm going backpacking around Australia.