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Saturday 22 January 2011

I hate it when you have to leave. I wish hI could spend every minute with you.

 Everything will be okay in the end.
If it's not okay, it's not the end.

 I got hurt. Really hurt. And sometimes when that happens, something inside me shuts off.
Sometimes you just have to sun away just to see who will come after you.
 Maybe we're not meant to be together.
But we have this connection, that I don't think anyone will ever understand.


 Girls don't like boys girls like cars and money.

 I'm tired of people telling me what to do and trying to live up tp everyone's expectations FUCK OFF this is MY life. not yours. don't worry about what I do.
Sometimes people come in your life, and you know right away they were meant to be there.
 I wrote you letters, but I did not send them. You know why ? The things I wrote... those are the things I can't tell you anymore. A lot has changed between us and I know, no matter how much I try, things will never be the same again.
when the one you love says : I'll love you forever.
Just smile and say, : warn me when forever starts to end...
 You, The amazing person you are, even if you don't know how amazing you really are. Your eyes, your neck, how tall you are. Your smile, your laughter. The way you sind along to songs you like, and the sarcasm that colours every word you say. And even though I'll never have the guts to tell you this : I love each and every little thing about you more than I love myself.


Tahan sinuga olla linna parimas restoranis, süüa küünlavalgel kalamarja ning öelda 3 maagilist sõna...
Maksa Sina arve !

 How can I simply forget someone who has given me so much to remember ?


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