I feel satisfied.
I'm in the process of creating the story that sucked me tremendously and I think over the long tendering, since the beginning was to be a pathetic miniature of a girl who has short Nasrani in the head, but it's all turns. And far from me. Well, I do realize that the world they live cieniasy who can not even watch the rest saw. ♥ More and more I like his work. Are increasingly getting used to their crappy drawings. I will strive for perfection, I have two patterns.
Yesterday, actually a day before yesterday I spent sitting on various kompach in search of an old friend with whom I had the walk to school. I have not enough tongue in my throat and spoke to him at the bus stop, ah, well, sometimes! But no matter, because it will be our lovely ward. And I pray This is not to have such great aspirations up and went to the fucking good school - it will spoil it! Let us go and we've already raised it. Oh, Had I not recently been acting strangely and did not show her maternal instinct? Okay, no. That was stupid.
parents slept, Casper still tired. Damn, I'm sitting alone on the website at this time? It's really weird. Actually it is not so boring, I quietly flies Born this way [!], I just like to write stories for the brutal pop songs, and that only tolerate Gaga is already not at all well ... D. And now, something I had write already! Once again I proved to myself that friendship is a relative term. Sadly, I have a weakness for people not capable of podetrzeć he even own ass. Eh, these victims of fate. Therefore the best way to go to someone who is not, try to be the strength to be around It's so pathetic and are now commonplace. I do not know why I write this, but it's probably for my next weakness - the offending people. ♥ Even though I never thought that after so much strife and continued friendship without trust I still have the strength to laugh with this person. You had to pretend not blunt bitches, sorry for the term. Oh - and how you plan to go with his "friend" for a walk and then you meet somebody you know, you start a conversation, then you will begin to exalt over all (in a way where you have to be a little pokombinowaÄ), will use words and deeds "friend" against him is us reason together, but you are chujowi. Even when you do it unconsciously, and your brown eyes resemble eyeballs orphans at the cemetery. As it was once said Martin, "Ker you do not wish," so, let's calm and still give me a moment bluzganiu discharge at the "EX-FRIENDS." Although I know it's pathetic to write about something like this anywhere, it made me happy about it. A time for happiness itself.
As the title - sorry for bluzgi, but this longing. Well, nice to know that it was the only day and you feel like a piece without that someone. Le, does not want to know what will be on vacation. By the way, today I learned that parents themselves are nicely laid out. June 22 we are ending, and we get the fuck 24 per parcel. Until when? Probably the end of July, and despite the fact that roar by the fact that this damn sell land, I do not want to go there. I really prefer to stay at home rather than somewhere to relax, which worked hard for several years, where other amazing memories, where he poured so much of tears and alcohol). I do not want to meet people who have it take over. I do not want to see something where I experienced some of the finest moments in my life. I think it better to deal with this longing for this place - the awareness that I was there last time wyniszczyłaby me completely. And despite this envelope, which I made myself, which show it even friends - that really moved me. I do not want any bad relapse, which is why I believe that this would be better. In general, it is nice to hear that you're pierdolnięty just because you like to see blood. People laugh at me, oh laugh. I guess today fucking chaotic stupidity ... but whatever. I'm going to continue my BRUTAL STORY with a hint of eroticism (I'm not perverted - yes, Daniel, is up to you), I greet.
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