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Could you don’t stop and stare?
You could.
But you don’t.
Im feeling so wick sometimes. Sometimes when I see something I cant understand.
May be I should not try to? Just let it go?
I cant understand the reasons why. Why it need to smile when you feel dying. Why we say «yes» when we mean «no». Why it always need to explain something like it was just a joke, when we both now that it was not? And why there‘s million whys.
What is the real fear?
Bracking my own rules. Rules, that I wrote by myself. Thinking ‘bout «what goes around comes around». Funny.
Thinking ‘bout living today. Cause everything we have is now. Take, It all yours, till now’ll become yesterday. Here I am.

Fuck you, my love.



*Это так,ничего особенного, практика в английском.