Will back soon
On my thoughts I always will be home. In my dreams I'm home even if I actually not. Sorry for being that much depressed. But I feel like I lose everything even it's still exist. Sorry for you that you don't understand. I think I don't feel that world is real. Is it real? Tell me why I feel this way, I hope you know. I can't recognize my thoughts, I can't see my own hands. I feel like life is a big joke now, It's make me feel stressed so I want to puke. Every time I see people around, I don't feel like I'm part of them. Am I actually ever was? I don't think it will gone later, so sorry for being annoying. I hope it will gone later, so sorry it still that much sadly. Am I actually exist or just part of me hope that my mind still here? I hope it's not like this, I hope so but don't believe. Oh don't worry, I feel that I already used to it. Oh don't worry, I feel that it's what I was born for. Nothing can't hurts anymore, nothing feels like home. Am I really part of it? What supposed I do, I asking you just because I don't feel like my soul still with me. I used, I was used I totally was. Try to forget where home is, just don't look at time. I spending it in energy-saving mode. Don't use your money, don't eat, sleep more. Days are gone, face to face. Me and someone else in my head. I can't remember what I supposed to be. My head pulled around I think my silly eyes again try Recognise something around, something around me. I hope it will gone soon. I hope it will gone soon. I hope it will gone soon. I hope when it's happend I will be still here. Later I will back. Tell me I will back.
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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Хай буде так
«And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, "Let it be"» Beatles - Let it be Хай буде так. Прийми своє життя. Прийми негоду, біль і в серці рану. Прийми свою не вічність, як буття. Прийми, що у людей на тебе інші плани. І не кричи, не плач, коли летиш із неба. Земля тверда. Це так. Реальна. Не м'яка. Живи та не шкодуй. Так було треба. Можливо не тобі. Комусь. Чиясь рука. Ти витримав. Стерпів. Усі пройшов дороги. Ти не зламався, ні. Ти просто біг не так. Ти просто падав. Просто вірив богу, І довіряв не тим. Кохав не так. Хай буде так. Прийми, що ти один І залишайся сильним, що б не було далі. Життя лиш мить, в яку стікає плин годин. Лиш зайчик сонячний, ребро медалі. Бо що б не було - ти не вічний, ні. І те що має тут коштовність, там - згорає. Ти помираєш тут. Зникаєш на війні. Та пам'ятай - у смерті щастя аж ніяк немає.
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