Well. It surely doesn't feel right. First, I'm not writing in my own language, so it obviously gonna have some grammar errors and shit like that. Second, why would it be good? No fun, nothing really interesting to do, no girls, no sweet romance, and I feel sick after eating chocolate. How someone should breath if he only thinks when is it gonna end, when is he gonna get some sleep, and wake up feel so damn good and ready to rock? You know, I just wanted to have a life, just a little one...
"You don't have a girlfriend because you don't want, I've already told you". Bullshit! I am the only one who knows how do I want someone to hear my shit and foolish talk and smile at me before kiss me. People don't know me, most think that know me but they don't, not even close, I can count on the fingers of one of my hands, and I bet that there will be a missing finger. I bet that the general ideo tha tpeople have of me is "a normal looking guy, semi-nerd, a boring joker who's too stupid to find where he belongs". Maybe I am some of this, but not ONLY this. I'm pretty sure that I am.
Why is it like this? Don't ask me, I am trying to fix it. Maybe I know by I'm too coward to admit and face it. I am just whining about my shitty life, or I am just a louder voice of some dumb people who are afraid to talk.
Future? I don't have a single idea of my future. I don't see me doing this or that. I only see me sit in a corner with my guitar whispering...



You're beautiful... You're beautiful it's true...

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Note after writing: All shit except for the part of James Blunt's song. I shouldn't have posted this...