Look up. the stars!
sick and tired. but inspired.
and God, bless Amanda Palmer, i'm in love with this crazy(in a good way) woman.
i wanna go to St.Petersburg, but i can't. i wanna go to Paris, but i can't. and start thinkin' about Warsaw..*hmm..someday i'll visit Poland*
i wanna see the sea. *yay* or the ocean. the blue liquid beauty with endless horizon and beautiful sunsets. the seabirds and swallows...i miss'em.
fuck it.
i'm watching weird british tv-series, and i love all this stuff about them. and that's not good as i wanted to be a "normal person" but with it i'm just another creep, weirdo. *somebody, call the Doctor! ( oh, not that doctor, idiots! xD) *
tonight the stars are falling down(Perseids), but i'm not able to see that. just the yellow sky, lightened by the city. sad.
i became pretty sentimental - and i hate this fact.
and God, bless Amanda Palmer, i'm in love with this crazy(in a good way) woman.
i wanna go to St.Petersburg, but i can't. i wanna go to Paris, but i can't. and start thinkin' about Warsaw..*hmm..someday i'll visit Poland*
i wanna see the sea. *yay* or the ocean. the blue liquid beauty with endless horizon and beautiful sunsets. the seabirds and swallows...i miss'em.
fuck it.
i'm watching weird british tv-series, and i love all this stuff about them. and that's not good as i wanted to be a "normal person" but with it i'm just another creep, weirdo. *somebody, call the Doctor! ( oh, not that doctor, idiots! xD) *
tonight the stars are falling down(Perseids), but i'm not able to see that. just the yellow sky, lightened by the city. sad.
i became pretty sentimental - and i hate this fact.