Head is not my home and salty-sweet stroke.
2014-08-20 @ 09:33:35
Exupery was right. Now I know - you are responsible forever for what you have tamed.

Unfortunately, people are egoistic. Everyone - without any exception. So - me too. Yeah. We hurt each other.

Looking at a wall for most of the day is my favourite activity. And - I am not lazy, I`m just depressed. I want autumn and winter to come. They are my bestest seasons.

I was wondering also if head is my home. It is said that everything is in your head. What a pity - not in mine. I feel so empty inside. It`s getting worse and worse. Only pretending in order not to give any acknowledgement of my state to my family keeps me alive.

Cracow? It was my home. But I had to move out. I hate people in Cracow cause they try to come an artistic bohemia. But I love the city. This is my prison. Hm... Kate wants to finish her studies before ending. Great. Firstly she almost drove me to move out and now she wants to leave Cracow. She should tell me earlier, then I would stay on Bajeczna and find sb to share flat with me. It was egoistic. But as I said - everyone thinks abt own success and rights at first. My dream is to live in the city centre or Kazimierz. There are so many people who I hate. But on the other hand they don`t make me feel alone. This artificial crowd causes a sense of safety.

I am deathly afraid about coming back to Cracow. I am scared of conversation with David. I am frightened that the nightmare will come back double-barrelled - although it stands still.
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