Dear Diary, why is it that our minds arent rational when we are tired at the end of the day. I dont believe that its the tiredness, anyways, im going to Belgrade tomorrow and the first ting im going to do is buy antidepressants because i have major mood swings. I would give everything i had for someone to hug me in this moment. Not only do i feel so alone but i feel extremely disconnected from reality now. My mind is going to weird places, not necessarily bad just odd. But its still very uncomfortable, it feels like in trying to detach from the human in me. Im rambling at this point. Im going to play an episode of Dexter and go to sleep. Tomorrow is the big day, im so exited <3