instead of photos - photos in kind of ' What I wear today ' because I'm having my camera fixed again.
I really want to have everything fixed but I've never tried to fix my heart by myself, everytime somebody else did it and just for break it again. And today I can say, I don't even trust myself. My choices aren't good enough, I always hurt somebody who cares 'cause I'm still not very mature. I'm tired of it.
I still open the window and breathe the loneliness.
I still have the same bad habits, drink too much caffeine, still swear too much, still have this strange sense of humour and go to the same club in which we met.
Still can't believe in dreams. Do you see it? everything is like it used to be.
Maybe most of things if don't talk about tears and evenings when I still cry looking at your photos. And I can't go to that place where we went together the most, I just can't.
And today I know I could be yours than not to belong to anybody.
And it this way I waste half of the year.
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