"Show me a hero, and I’ll write you a tragedy."
AU MILIEU DE L’HIVER, J’AI TROUVÉ QU’IL Y AVAIT, EN MOI, UN ÉTÉ INVINCIBLE. ET CELA ME REND HEUREUX. CAR IL EST DIT QUE PEU IMPORTE À QUEL POINT LE MONDE POUSSE CONTRE MOI, EN MOI, IL Y A QUELQUE CHOSE DE PLUS FORT. QUELQUE CHOSE DE MIEUX, POUSSANT DROIT DE RETOUR.

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četrtek, 16. avgust 2012, 11:30

Let's hope that Chuck wasn't wrong. And that, maybe, I can wish for something like that too.
This is killing me.

Three weeks and three days.
torek, 14. avgust 2012, 04:09
We had a perfect three days. Perfect sober and drunk days. But now it's time for me to wake up  into reality of miles between us and me never reaching your level. It's been awesome, it's been great, it's beyond amazing. Finally I could connect to someone and forgot about everything else. Finally I started to believe that maybe it does exist. And your fingers tangled between mine were the best thing that happened to me. But it's gone now. It's far away, with every second as the train leaves, it's done. And all that's left is a feeling of surreal, like nothing really happened or it was just a dream.
Once again I feel hopeless and lost.
I just hope I'll see you again sometimes.


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