Oh why yelling?

Oh why yelling?

So, here is the deal: i am a teenage girl from Denmark, this dosen't mean that just because you live in Denmark, that life is nothing but a dance on roses. (Which it never seems to be, right?)(*oh and my thoughts on the whole "Dancing on roses"- idiom thing. --yeh we'll get back to that another time.)

I have never experienced any 'major' problem such as parents fighting, brother having a disease, family running low on money. No everything pretty lowkey and nice. I've never been bullied, none of my grandparents died before i was in 9. grade.

But i still have thoughts nagging in my head, and frustration i need to come out with.

.. And lately i don't know where to give those the air and space they need before i go insane. So here we go!

There's nothing wrong, i just need to come out with some feels... and now i've come out with what feels like an excuse but definitely isn't.

Oh boy, am gonna regret this.

-- Emma