i will not say i thought i had it all because i didn't. i was pleased , i might even say happy. i have my BB Team also the range ofcourse. i have life. i also thought i had had friends. part of me still think i do ant it's true. though something has changed - i feel it . i know it is there and not in my imagination. the yeartrip had a large influence on me. on my memory too. suddenly pictures started to arose in my head. i was a little younger , only a couple of years ago ,living my life as a shadow longing to be seen I had lived my life wondering after those two girls escorting them without saying a word. walking behind them dying to slip a word through my lips. but i couldn't. They wouldn't have listened anyway. They had me there as a (f) replacement for when one of them was alone and didn't want to be seen without the escortGirl (the one without life). Things were all the same anytime - everytime. at the yeartrip of that year too. i was silence as a lumber. Only there was a little difference. This year i was replaced. after having a real friendship with them.nothing mattered another girl popped up named BY MY NAME as well. we had the same name but a whole different personality. i started feeling unworthy. i got stuck with a girl i dislike a lot which made me feel worse what so ever...Without saying more. Mostly cause i don't feel like adding anything
the last yeartrip of highschool ended up being the worst, and most boring too...
i'm off to litrature
p.s screw you if you don't like what i write you can get the hell out of my sight (& site) and shove your filthy large nose elsewhere
I WRITE FOR MYSELF
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We are floating over the line, let us follow our mind All our life we'll wait for the answer If we're following our mind, we can glide into light No one knows if there'll be an answer
while we're MORPHING THRU TIME. We are floating over the line, let us follow our mind (We're just travellers in endless space.) If we're following our mind, we can glide into light No one knows if there'll be an answer
while we're MORPHING THRU TIME