yes - isnt it so. bla bla.... wonder often if people think about what they say few minuts later.. its like thinking and then knowing, fuck it im on an island now, all alone it seems. all the world (or what ever that should mean...) in my back. is it so that you never see your self or is it so that never anybody sees you - where and who the fuck do i am i will i am/be?? and you.. im just fucking drunk so please excuse me.. not qzite myself or absolutly myself - please excuse me (haha) what to tell someone that nothing is so important. and still isnt. do you kow what i mean??!! yes how could would you. a friend of mine is quite on _______ja flatline. do you know what hes missing on or what is just to much? (right - my responsability - or everybodies.) hes fucking depressed - no - its life that is to mch and yet to little. im sad to in some way. but to love somebodies sadness is to love somebody fully. loads of crap? that may be. good night and good bye.
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