Then why am I here? Then why do I do what I do? Then why I wake up
every day at 6AM with this passion in my blood working for 12 hours continuously?
What sustains me from inside and what keeps me going?
... therefore today I fail once again, as I gracefully do it since 212 days...
Sometimes what you wish for is not what you should get.
PS. And don't you even dare to be nice with me. Just be yourself, if possible.
"And you asked me what I want this year
and I try to make this kind and clear
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
'cause I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
and designer love and empty things
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days.."
and I try to make this kind and clear
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
'cause I don't need boxes wrapped in strings
and designer love and empty things
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days.."
