With luck my eyes Outside heard another bombing attack droplets deszczu.Istne my beloved city.
around me stretches the overwhelming darkness that its sinister tentacles pulls us into the trap of depression. On the one hand I like the darkness, the mysterious character is simply fascinating, but too high doses cause of his sadness, depression, and pushes nas na siłę do psychicznego dołka.
Stoję na granicy szczęścia i rozpaczy rozważając w którą stronę się skierować. Niby jestem zła ale i tak nie potrafię się zbyt długo irytować. Niby czegoś nie lubię a i tak za tym tęsknię.
Wolę nie wchodzić w zakamarki swojej osobowości gdyż boję się , że znajdę coś takiego z czym zapewne nie dam sobie rady. Znacie to uczucie gdy wolicie się czegoś nie dowiadywać tylko po to aby uchronić się przed bólem?
Deszcze nadal pada, ciemność nie staje się jasnością ale mimo wszystko jestem szczęśliwa. Sama nie wiem dlaczego. It may be the reason that at the moment when we least expected it to heat someone wrapped his arm around me worrying that I did not froze. I drink tea
fourth in the hope that it does not get me cold - yet now, in the class final award, I can not afford it pozwolić.Jednak was worth the cold walk, jump over puddles, laugh and simply, as completely naturally, enjoy life.
I feel like my body was made up anew, as if coming back to me lost items. For a long time I thought I was too desperate / stupid / ugly to merit anyone's attention and care. Now comes to my awareness of how great I was wrong. Break down due to your stupidity that caused someone to let that thought badly of themselves.
now remains for me to enjoy and drink the next, fifth longer, tea.
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"Welcome back.
I know of a blog theme was supposed to be about photography, but I want to write something about yourself and your life.
few months ago I wrote a blog that he was close. I did not write too much, so big loss it was not. Reason for closing? Loss of the most important person in my life. Who? My baby girl. Magdalena ... She was everything to me. I do not know why everything just rolled from there. I lost my treasure. Twice. The second forever ...
After the first if I understood what it means to suffer and die of longing and love more than life.
These months of suffering for me was a lesson for life. Now I wanted to fix it.
I got a second chance. It is such a feeling if all your heart that is in tiny pieces, again united, and surrounded him like a blessing.
second time being together has been wonderful. For me, every day was special. Everything was fine ... until ...
I do not know why it went wrong. I know I did not get a second chance.
I tried as I could. Despite my tears and laughter. Despite ignoring. I did everything. I was treated like trash. I do not know why.
I wish no one to live through such suffering. Someone you love more than life. Everything you do for someone. And here you find out that you have gone with someone else's life, because that's all it was for mało.Ten someone hates you. But I still love you.
I know it is hard to read. It is not easy to write about it.
If reading is a girl or boy you know that it is not worth a quarrel. If this is the only person lichen tell her how much I loved her. You never know what could be tomorrow, so tell your połówkom what the feeling is great. I want to be in your place ... cuddle up to this unique and warm say in the ear "I love you."
I would go back in time ...
I hope you read this Magdaleno. I'm sorry for everything I did wrong. You are unique. You are a marvel of the world. You're perfect. Remember this.
always loved you. I love. I'll be loved. "
Explain me one thing in all his idiotyzmie I am not able to comprehend. Why is this man's words to paragraph does not fall before breaking someone's heart?
