If you're suffering because of that- good, now you know how I'm feeling.

Turn down the love songs that you hear 'cause you can't avoid the sentiment. That echoes in your ear
saying love will stop the pain, saying love will kill the fear. Do you believe? You must believe

IT'S KILLING ME.

“I am over it,” J assured him.

“Doesn't sound that way to me.”

“There's a difference between remembering the damage something did and not being over it,” J told him.

Well in case you never noticed, the path you never chose has chosen you.Don't be afraid to face and break it, your secrets, stay...

Safe: a stillness that comes to me when I'm close to you.
Safe, a feeling that runs so deep that it scares me too

N could see that S was walking a fine emotional tightrope, and he knew that one slip of the tongue, one wrong word would cut him to shreds. He had no desire to push him to that point, so he just kept his mouth closed and let S talk.
“You know, it sometimes feels like half of me, half of who I am, has gone missing. Just vanished. And sometimes I think I'll never be whole again. And I have no one to blame but myself. If I’d only had some warning he would go for good...”
“If we'd all had some warning, or paid attention to what was there in front of us, maybe it wouldn't have happened at all. But we didn't, it happened, and here we are, whether we like it or not.” N replied. S didn't seem to hear him as he stared into space.

J may have had his demons in the booze and drugs, he thought, but so did I. And at the end, he became my drug. He still is.

I'm standing here on the ground, the sky above won't fall down
See no evil in all direction- resolution of happiness
Things have been dark for too long
Don't change for you
Don't change a thing for me

Knowing that she will be missed

Wise on a birthday party, in a world full of surprising fireworks and sudden silence. Lies on a stranger's bed, the new day breaks like a speeding train or an old friend: ever expected, but never knocking.. Holding your own in a battered car, all night parties cocktail bars and smile when the butterfly escapes the killing jar. Freefall on a windy morning shore- nothing but a fading track of footsteps, could prove that you'd ever been there? Spoken on a cotton cloud like the sound of gunshot taken by the wind, and lost in distant thunder. Racing on a shining plane -tomorrow you'll be content to watch as the lightning plays along the wires, and you'll wonder..

Sure eyes awake before the dancing is over- wise or naked in Secret Oktober.

Get up and see the sarcasm in my eye

“Some things are better left unsaid: not because we couldn't accept them, but because they would sound utterly ridiculous as voiced.”

my friends are all so cynical, refuse to keep the faith
we all enjoy the madness cause we know we're gonna to fade away

Sometimes I question myself.. I'm not afraid, I just wonder some things about myself.

Trying to be strong enough to choose another road

2011

I'm sure 2010 was a better year than 2009, but I'm MORE than sure that 2011 is going to be a lot of better. yes, every single year I say the same- but this HAS to be the year. I'm finally free, no more school. Now I'm going to start to do what I really wanna do, I'm going to study something that I do like and not those shitty school's things.
I'm going to live in MY world and those people who pretended to be my friends since years ago.. bye bye.
A new me, ladies and gentlemen. Remember that: a new me.
and I hopppppe (as Mr. Le Beard said) this year I'll see Duran for the third time. I need them!!!!