sábado, 1 de março de 2008

Bittersweet and acid.

It feels like I woke up with this strange sensation. Like tasting bitter and acid at the same time. When nothing seems to matter, noone. Except for this pleasant surprise by the morning the day insists on making me feel empty. Maybe the sickness has taken me again. We start to ask ourselves about our lifes and whenever you feel this way it means that nothing has changed at all. Even the "I adore you" received from a recent friend can save the day.No make up, no perfum, just being myself.

Um comentário:

Beautiful Stranger disse...

obrigado, pelo comentario no meu blog. você também tem uma forma especial de se expressar, admiro pessoas que conseguem isso, adorei o texto, profundo, sincero. bjusss