Cannot sleep. Cannot focus on anything. Cannot stop being this sorry little creature I have always been. Wanted to look at the bright side, but my eyes are not accustomed. Wanted to look despite the pain, but it didn't work.
It's very quiet, too quiet.
I'm already missing what I've lost.








btw z rok Cie nie widzialem
Crokus
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Don't take life to seriuosly, you won't get out of it alive anyway.
The more precise the rules, the easier they are to bypass.
A zdjecie ze schodami jest swietne. Jak studnia. Wciaga.
Pozdrowienia!
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And kill me again or take me as I am for I shall not change.
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