death and life!? I once wondered how it is when death passes ... Now, one lesson is wiser-one lessons for more-even if I did not want to ... Everyone is afraid of death-it is not the worst - the fear of losing something wrtościowego ... Apparently it's only the way of things in life that must each of us only be done ... Each of us has a difficult road go and although I feel that I'm falling into a bottomless abyss, and nothing can not save me-I am ... I go ahead and believe that maybe someday will be good ... Everything that I have treasured-life - my fragile glass-my life ... I know how easy it is to lose - it's hard to appreciate until it is ... And how to combine such contradictory values \u200b\u200bin a whole match? Living from love - death-though sometimes I try I can not understand people who receive the love of his life. You'll never know the value of life until they see how fragile and delicate is - Until you see how easy it strascić-even if you did not want and fight-and you will not have impact ... "[...] Life is such a strange gift. At first they overestimated: it is believed that eternal life was given up. Then it does not appreciate, it is believed that this is the horseradish, too short, almost tempted to reject it. At the end of the associate that it was not a gift, but only a loan. I was trying to earn it. "gift that must be respected and thank for the fact that this is-what it is! Each of us probably very often ask myself the question - which does not know the answer .... Too difficult to understand .... I do not know why it happens in your life so that when we love most we are most hurt by love-for-warmth and caring in return betrayal - the pain and the pile of lies ... Loneliness hurts-and maybe it is not her-memories-or realize that what was not coming back - that once in a lifetime - to enter the river and only once out of it .... So many memories I have not pozwolają me to live-did not exist ..... Today I took off the wall very slowly, your photos ... Looking at a blank wall praiwe bloi not .... I've never been here so bad and empty-I've never felt ...... <> have done so much to make my heart turn to stone ... I feel and I know that everything that connects us is only fleeting memories of their time-and the smell of sheets in a workbook przypalanych ..... And this butterfly .... Remember: * I have it forever remains-but you already do not you ...
Some things people I know - the gift of a feeling-or no confidence I would have expected ... I did not know for certain so easy to say something beautiful about yourself-create an image of the ideal man-worthy of trust, which could be put into the hands of their own destiny - probably lost ... I felt that I can trust you-Your presence gave me pleasure- so many beautiful words that you said-the words I was responsible for wind-thrown not much for you .... any relevant Could you ask me - or regret? No regrets-for me there is no wasted time with you-and thanks to you I learned a lot - now I know that I can not be so easily loyal and submissive-apologize for things I did not do-because I feel co-responsible - no! Your mistakes are not my .... I found a way not to think and not feel-I do not fault me \u200b\u200bto what had happened-I wanted you to be close-to feel your breath on your cheek and touch your hand on the skin .... I wanted to .... Once you were in my dream-for a split second - not much of a chance of meeting a significant ... Maybe someday zzrozumiesz if you mean to me ... Apparently the man appreciates what had until after the loss .... And now we have returned .... Want to describe too much-too much in me is not clearly specified feelings ..... 
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