'' I have never tasted love.

I have never been blessed with the true feeling of love. I've always felt like an outcast in that way. Placed beside the world of loving individuals. Like it's not meant for me. You see, I'm a dreamer. And in my dreams I'm head over hills in love and it's mutual. Unfortunately, this makes me an observer. I observe everything and everyone around me, and the importance of my own actions fails. It's like I'm trapped inside my brain and completely unable to... do life. I think I'm in love with the thought of being in love, how cliché it may sound. And I don't want to wait forever. Maybe I'm just gonna have to accept it. Maybe there is this insignificant number of all the billion people on earth, who just aren't supposed to fall in love... ''


=> от тук.


а дните са малко самотни и не-коледни, добре би било да падне сняг.
днес - предколедно цели две бонбони линдор и както каза ради: КК. [коледна кома.]
и направихме цял ритуал, докато ядяхме бонбоната и ни се падна великичка песен, която вече винаги ще ни напомня за тоя момент. ;d as simple as it should be.

ммда.

п.п фейсбук: 'как ще се казва следващото ти гадже?' - 'георги'

ще се гръмна вече ;d