Feelings

Love is hard ...
We can love someone but not being able to be with him.
It's sad how feelings to someone can make us happy
and in a moment take all happiness from us
and leave only memories ...
Someone says: I love you, and someone else said: I'm sorry.

Love is a combination of leave and return, mistakes and successes
Some people think that when we meet someone new, we forget about someone else
and it is good cure.
But when you got to know the taste of strawberries,
then you forgot the taste of raspberries?
Of course it does not work like this.

For some, there is only this one, only one person from start to finish.
No one else can match.
No one else gets to the heart in this way, and does not live in it.

Name

Some people don't even need a gun to hurt you.
They use words or laughter or enjoy
watching you bleed to death.
And they give you a name:
Trashcan, pizza face, loser, faggot, weirdo, spaz, retard.
You know, the name does something to you.
It changes who you are.
And one day you wake up and you look in the mirror
and you don't recognize you anymore becouse ...
... you belive them.
They win. You lose.
Kids can be the most ruthless people in the world.
They can just be supernaturallu cruel.
Sometimes hate is the only real thing in the world. 
You can stop loving somebody but hate seems to go on forever.
You want to cry, please leave me alone but nobody's listening.
Because nobody cares because you don't have a name anymore.
Because they took it away.
People respect hate. It speaks.
And then one day, they say that name and you hear something go snap.
You realize what you got to do. You got to take back your name.
You've got to do it in front of the whole school.,
because that's where they took your name away from you.
You have got to do it, so every kid will remember.

This is about justice ...


The text was created by combining quotes from the movie Bang Bang You're Dead

Moon and sun ...

"Tell me the story, about how the sun
loved the moon so much
he died every night to let her breathe."


Night, every evening walks through the sky
shrouded in a black cloak with stars
and at dawn gives place on the sky for sun,
that it might shine all day and in sunset
to give way for the magic of the night and her lover ... the moon.

Problems...

This uncertainty in the eyes and smile of a child,
when train starts from the station.
Curiosity and the desire to explore the world.
To all of us enjoyed from the little things like riding a train,
falling snowflakes outside the window or smell of the first flowers in the meadows.

I don't like large problems in our lives...

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Two roads

Two roads to go down the road of life: 
The first is love, the second is longing.

From recently I'm more sentimental.
Not well ...

Photos...

I wasn't here for a long time ...
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Story

I'm sitting on the roof of thirteen story building and I admire the infinite expression of the sky at sunset. A light gust of wind blows in my hair 

and the last rays of the sun are still on my face.

I like from time to time stay alone with my solitude 

and with endless pile of thoughts in my head.

During the last month I read the mass of books, 

lots of novels, a few stories …

Full of thoughts written on paper, dreams, fantasies and hopes.

Tangibly spent time with a story in hand, every evening, 

on the balcony with the quiet rustle of leaves of trees.

In some way I am happy, but sad, at the same time 

when I spend time like this, every day. Although I love the 

so spending the afternoon and evenings, 

I can not wait to return to my friends, 

to the colorful stalls of the annual festival 

and to my unfinished little place on earth.

Apart from these few moments of happiness which I hope, 

waiting for me with my back home, 

I must also confront a number of very important issues that will 

impact on the history of my future.

Please, wish me success...