thought 2: i wonder how i'm gonna deal with this strong tendency that makes me live everything so sorely and then think a thousand times about it as my life hasn't other things to fulfill it. cuz it actually has.
thought 3: i don't know how i'm gonna play sax tomorrow and sunday, since i only can breath for my mouth.
thought 4: like we transform blue and yellow in green, we could be able to tranform lies into truth and vice versa.
thought 5: i'm mortal, i make mistakes, i'm imperfect, and i still believe in myself.
thought 6: i really hate boring classes like psychology.
thought 7: i'm tired, sad and i'm useless: your exhaustive extent in my day cleared my soul for once.
thought 8: lies, mean secrets and faithless shouldn't exist.
thought 9: i want to have a blue fish. and his memory, please.
thought 10: i'm deeply sad and tired just because nothing ever, but really ever, makes sense.
note: i do believe so much in the people i love that i never expect them the worst, but the best. i never think that shit of things-going-wrong is a possibility.
ph: sara perov.
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