Krusmynta

Maybe I ran too far, I feel numb, like i ran right into the ocean of pink cotton that I thought I wanted to help relieve the pain, but then didn't. I don't want to be where I am because I need primal rock to sleep on, not clouds. I have to find my way back to shore before I turn transparent...

Gee was I wrong to think that life wouldn't be laughing in my face in no time when I thought I was happy before christmas.. again I'm back in the life that I usually lead. I lost my passport again.. that's a typical sign. How I wish my life could become extraordinary once more. Why do I just sit here and wait? And for what? I wish I knew more about me and my life; I wish I had more than a half full toolbox to fix me. One would think that I would have learned something about self maintenance by now, but to be frank, I think I haven't got access to more than the little toy tools that are allowed for children under three. Is there any hope for m

so is this christmas? i have one week left of school before the holidays... and it's not going to be an easy one, no, sir. we have to draw a naked man for 8h every day until friday. not that i'm complaining. no one ever said art studies were going to be easy. and considering all the hard work and no play my friends are doing studying to become therapists and nurses and stuff, i SHULDN't be complaining one bit. after all we don't do much except drawing during the days. some uni studies, huh? but apart from school my life is speeding fast through hours and hours. but finally i feel like im not a mere spectator. for once i'm speeding in the ri