Mittwoch, 15. August 2012

Dear readers:

Now i am away for two weeks, maybe i can't blog in this time. I am in Egypt, but i think it can't be better then the last time. Maybe i let you hear something about it later, but now i must pack my suitcase and clean my room. My dear comes in a few hours and then all must be perfect.
Till in two weeks, i will have a great time!

Sonntag, 12. August 2012

Somehow

I can't feel better, than now.
But, the time is running and i'm still in love, you showed me the meaning of desire.



Samstag, 4. August 2012

Livin' young, wild and free!


So what we get drunk 

So what we smoke weed 

We're just having fun 

We don't care who sees 

So what we go out 

That's how it's supposed to be 

Living young and wild and free  


So, forget about what i wrote last time.
I recognized that enjoying life is all i have to do. I have holidays, it's summer, i have real friends, so, what do i want more? Monday starts vacation with friends, that will be a GREAT TIME!

Montag, 30. Juli 2012

It still hurts

I thought, time heals sore. False. Even if i want to sleep, my mind is allways at you. So, i remember the time when you give me the best present in my life. The seven-day-i-think-you-are-so-beautiful-letters. That still means infinitely much to me and my small heart. For strangers: That person wrote me every day an letter, one week long. And in every letter were good sides of my character and my look described. At this time, i completely was dissatisfied with myself and it helped me to become a better self-image.
I never wanted to loose you.

Freitag, 27. Juli 2012

Was my day awesome?

No. Never. Not in million years. In my oppinion - no. I want to forget. I think i can not sleep at night. It was awful. I must break up. Stop it. It was a bad day. Yes. Maybe. I don't think so. Awesome? Are you kidding me? Never. Hard. Ask another person. Terrible sounds better.

Mittwoch, 25. Juli 2012

Same old shit starts again

I hated when i had a lot argues with friend. I thought it's over and we are aduld now, but no. Whoever it is, this person can't accept that (s)he must share something up with me. Sorry, but that can't go on.