I left myblog. Im not here anylonger. Scared? Shocked? Near to suicide?
Don't worry. I just moved. Want to visit me at my new homespace?
» Stones taught me to fly.
"Still a little bit of your ghost your witness. Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed. You step a little closer each day. Still I can't say what's going on."
I don't know what to tell. Life is so... Lets say normal. I worked. I didn't get my Tattoo because the Artist wasnt there. They are all the same. =). I'm just trying to live this little life at it's best.
My flu is away. I had a terrible accident. I had to drive to the ambulance at 4 o clock in the morning a week ago. Oh don't ask what happened. Finally everything is allright again. =). For heavens sake XD. All the insiders who knows what happened I'm ok again.
I'm counting the days. 11 Days until my holiday starts. It goes until 1. November. And then just 17 days later I'll take my plane to Finnywood. And now there is this Butterfly-feeling again in my stomach. =). I'm a bit afraid to loose this illusion. This illusion is all I know. And it makes every single day a bit better. It let me stay alive, it let me survive day after day. And what will happen when I lost it? Don't wanna think about that.
It's this bittersweet liqour that poison your mind in less than one second. It changes the whole world into a forgotten land. There is nothing more than you and your heart. And all what you can hear is its screaming and yearning. Nevertheless the taste of it is worth it. There are just really few chances to get a sip of it. And if the taste on your tongue is away you'll wanna have it again. And you will pray just to have it one more time. Hopefully this time it lasts a little longer. =).
"Still a little bit of your song in my ear. Still a little bit of your words I long to hear. You step a little closer to me. So close that I can't see what's going on."