There are some blogs that I just cannot read because they remind me myself at early age. Well, not that early, but early enough. So I quit reading them.
Sometimes you just cannot escape from your past, can you? I've always been saying that nothing really matters but present, but is it really like that? I do not know.
I do not care, but others do. Why do I care about others though?
I still collect my dreams... and live in a dream as a matter of fact.
I have been thinking about myself since I've come back home from Berlin, about who I am and what I am going to do with my life in future... Will I achieve all that I've always wanted? Is that 'all' what I REALLY need? And what is that I really DO need?
Hope to get the answer as soon as possible.
Sometimes you just cannot escape from your past, can you? I've always been saying that nothing really matters but present, but is it really like that? I do not know.
I do not care, but others do. Why do I care about others though?
I still collect my dreams... and live in a dream as a matter of fact.
I have been thinking about myself since I've come back home from Berlin, about who I am and what I am going to do with my life in future... Will I achieve all that I've always wanted? Is that 'all' what I REALLY need? And what is that I really DO need?
Hope to get the answer as soon as possible.
1 comment:
Sophie, rogor miyvars sheni inglisuri postebi, es blogi anu :)
rom vkitxulob, mgoni patara motxrobaa, an dgiuri - literaturulad dawerili.
vinaidan me qartuladac michirs azris gadmocema da bevrs vbodialob, inglisurad kidev ufro uaresi var da amitom ar vtoveb komentarebs aq :D
my lovely Sophie :*
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