נעבור את החורף, ואחר כך נראה..

too much complicated. too much bad. i dont know what im gonna do right now. except of crying.

with nobody next to me. with my tears. i have to wait. be dazed and confused. and i donr have any power to lie myself. or to my friends. it happened. and it was HORRIBLE. the shouts, crying, ugly words.. damn. i hate myself. i hate what i did but i know that was my job. my obligation.

going at the streets lost. waiting. painfull. with a big fucking egoism! too much complicated and too much bad, i guess. fucking english.