Missing you, missing me

I don't know. I just feel bad. Our Christmas tree went outside the house since the needles just fell on the floor. My Christmas feeling just died. And on top of that! bloggspot.se went down, with all of my notes. Merry fucking Christmas... The text i wrote to my boyfriend is gone... It would have been much, much better if he never read it because then i could write a new one right now...But i told him to read it, so he did... For the first and the last time... I don't know, im just sad because i can't replace those things... like with photos, if you erase a photo, there's no get-back button...

I goggled on the word "missing" and i looked at the pictures of the word... And i found this site through there: http://www.fbi.gov/page2/may06/missing_kids052506.htm
It is so fucking scary, how can this many people just disappear?! I can't understand it.
And then i get bad feelings because im sitting here feeling shit about a fucking tree!?
There are people sitting in their houses with a missing family member, there were actually missing babies. I mean, how sick is that? I thought conscience were an predominantly feeling in peoples life, but hell no. People with that feeling should consider them selves happy. That is a feeling that are telling you that you are a human, a human who can feel how other people are feeling, or that you have done something wrong and its telling you to make up for it before its to late. That is a feeling we must treasure.

Love L