בלוגוס מתוס. לחלוטין, כאילו שיואו.
אז כן, לפני איזה חודש הייתי באילת אבל לא בא לי להתעסק בזה...
ויש לי עכשיו עבודה די חלומית אבל גם בזה לא בא לי להתעסק..
אבל אני שונאת כשמתפספסים פה חודשים.
אז סתם שטויות במיץ.
I saw a lit window last night, first time for a pretty long period, although i always look up in twisted
hope. Well, life's not so cool on study periods.
If there's a face behind every scar, it's pretty boring for those who watch the show that it's always the same face.
Only nobody watches the show.
Now, when life doesnt contain nearly as much internet as desired, i have time to walk at nights. Walk alone because everyone are busy as usual, it could be oh so nice, if not for the fact that everywhere i go in this town, everything i look at, i see only this one lit window.
It's tricky to bring myself to type in this here, absurdly easy once i'm in, and tricky again to censor.
Present isn't recorded here, past is high on. It disbalances the view given here but who gives a fuck. Past is still high on, i see it everywhere. It? Him? Crap.
Even death wouldnt move things here. Beatification in death is just as good.
It's idle chatting on one side, and 17 months of watching on the other. Deeead watching =D
As there is no way out, it will be 27 months, three years, four...
All this emotion wasted.
"so you're with her
not with me
I know she spreads sweet honey
in fact your best friend I heard he spent
last night with her
now how do you feel, how do you feel?"
Reality twist? Twisted like the smile mask i wear when i voice out amusing ways of getting chicks.
But of course.
And you won't tell me to CUT THE BULLSHIT. Although you promised.
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