I woke up smoking on my window at 3.21 a.m. Got the most weird thoughts. It's 3 weeks since i'm trying to be less selfish. (= thinking more about what others wish and helping myself to understand other reasons and lives). Still, i cannot do it well. I'm the most selfish being on the planet. I am to blame for most of the nasty things that happen in this world ;)
Anywayzzz, i've got new brushes and colours. I'm trying to figure out what can i do, as i decided to give up the old way of doing things. It bugs me off. Sometimes i'm just too confused or dizzy to see what moves near me. I'm so static and unbalanced, that i succeed to ruin everything i start. All this trash around me + my messy floor makes me think about what a chaos i am. I play fool most of the time and pretend i'm fine, but.. i crumble inside, i breath slow, i almost faint when he's not near. I've been painting for nothing, i wish i could say i have something on my mind.
Come and say 'hello'. I badly need this.
"Iubirea nu trebuia sa fie ca un ciocan. As fi vrut sa cuprind lumea"
" Liniile intrerupte de pe autostrada se unesc daca mergi repede, dar ele tot intrerupte raman"
