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Much that once was, is lost. For none now live who remember it

4 days

4 days

1 happiness
2 love
3 joy
4 peace

Stupid weather...stupid winter

I feel today like I lost something. Lost something precious. Something you can't describe easily. Most of the time I'm happy person. All my dreams fulfilled. I'm not hungry, I'm not sad, I am loved , people bring a smile to my face. Maybe it's the winter that makes me feel bad? Bad weather? Maybe something I think happened to someone.
Oh, my laundry is ready...I've to go...

I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me,about growing up and what a struggle it would be

Why should I write anything if everything I write is taking people in the wrong direction? I don't know what is good and what is wrong anymore. For some people black is good and for other is totally opposite. Whatever I write gives birth to weird situations and misunderstandings.
Hell, how crazy are people this days (including myself)?
I don't feel well with knowledge that just one stupid step in a wrong way could ruin my life. Not a step but person. I feel like I'm in a trap. And I feel like the person who has the key has from time to time good fun just because of that . How cool is that, eh? How cool is to be a Master of Ceremony? Like a 'god'? I think that it must be pretty funny, but, hey? How would it be if you were standing in my shoes?

Bis dat qui cito dat

Tak sobie siedze,czekam i mysle, jak bardzo wszystko jest zamieszane. Ze nie mozna przejsc z punktu A do punktu B. Dlaczego? Ha! Wlasnie nie wiem, glupie prawda? Bo tak w sumie chcielibysmmy byc juz w B a wciaz kurczowo trzymamy sie tego A jakbysmy mieli spasc w jakas otchlan, czy cos w tym stylu. A to bezsensu...chociaz bywa zabawnie. Jak dzisiaj na przyklad. Albo wczoraj...no chociaz nie, wczoraj nie zaliczamy do zabawnych dni. Ale dzisiaj jest zabawnie. Usmiech od razu na twarz przychodzi jak sie czyta niektore rzeczy. Na razie w polowie drogi do punktu B. Ale jeszcze dluga droga, chociaz nie ma mnie zniesc na manowce, no bo tak powiedziales.
Uciekam na zakupy...

Hallelujah

The cold has a voice it talks to me