Můj nový…
… drabble aneb cože to bylo slyšet z Kurtova pokoje?
I don’t know why but this song made my mood so much better! I can go to study again. With the clear mind. :)
Nevím proč, ale tahle písnička mi děsně moc zvedla náladu. Můžu se zase jít s čistou hlavou učit. :)
@domiiik; @lekyk
domiiik said: To zvládneš :)
Sice si tím vůbec nejsem jistá, ale i tak díky. :)
lekyk said: Tak to má hodně pevné nervy, ale ty to taky zvládneš budu moc moc držet palce:)
To teda jo. Vůbec nerozumím, jak to dělá. || Díky. :)
Vážně nechápu, …
… jak dokáže být brácha takhle klidný. V úterý má zkoušku a vůbec to s ním nehne. Já mám zkoušku ve středu a od včerejška je mi do breku z toho, jak mi to neleze do hlavy. A rodině je to jedno, podpora žádná. Great.
#VůbecSiMěNevšímejte
Fuck you, syntax. Just… fuck you.
Sorry for being vulgar but syntax doesn’t give me any other choice.
I know I shouldn’t be here but to be clear - the only reason I am online at this moment is the fact that I’m consulting the studying materials with my schoolmate.
The materials are driving me crazy. They are difficult and I’m hopeless. I slowly cease believing that I’m able to learn them. :’-(
On Wednesday I have my third (and the last) attempt to pass this final and I’m getting hysterical.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages.
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| — | Neil Gaiman (via amphetaminelow) |
