For the past few days I've been feeling down, down and down. I think I miss sydney and I've developed a "homesickness" towards sydney and everything seems so misplaced here; my life is so not right and whatever I do is being watched and criticised for the good or bad. I hate it, why cant i be myself and not the person you want me to be? I can't live in a mask, im not your puppet and I'm not 10 anymore.

i miss my freedom. i need as shoulder to cry on.