Me, myself and I

I spend my days working, my evenings preparing university exams, my nights awake thinking about my man, the future and resisting my bodys needs to dance. To dress up. To put on makeup. To show some tits with a sexy low cut shirt. To spend a day with my brother shopping in Milan and eating junk food. To cook a pie with my mum. To pet my gorgeous cats. To have dinner with friends. To go to an "all you can eat" sushi bar and spend an hour discussing all the important matters of a girls life, because it just gets out better in front of raw fish.

I wanna go home and feel like I want to have people around, instead of thinking I'm gonna smack whoever is going to disturb me.

I know I sound like a freakin cry-baby lately.
But I'm feeling something wrong and I'm not sure what it is and I'm not sure how to fight it.