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Cause I know what is valuable ...

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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Dyrdymaly ....

Oh my God soon 10 June, which means I'd end up 25 years. The whole time I think about it lately, as at all possible that time passes so quickly. I do not feel completely at this age, and there already gets a quarter-century. I really do not know what about me is wrong, I have this feeling again with the stand in place and nothing in life has failed. I heard somewhere that no matter how many years we live life just as we have in these years. Exactly what I have life. Others have plans, the terms, strive to their ideas about the future, filled with ambition. And me? What's with people who stand in place or posowaja get too slow and did not understand anything? But on the other hand, maybe there just has to be, for the sake of balance, with some ida and others stand that there are those who achieve and those who do not get to accomplish anything, but what about those who do not agree to your destiny no-? I conclude that I am mentally ill, and I think too much. For now it hit me again wymeczenie and lack of enthusiasm, internally I feel ripped, but I do not have the strength to do anything about it. Excuses, I know ... I always tried to convince myself that I must be strong, I can not feel sorry for myself, etc. but damn how long can you displeased that's all, since sometimes the hands of the man you just fall down and ass.

morning I open my eyes, first thought that enters my mind, this 'whore hurt my back again', sit in piles cigarette, turn the music, dress up and I go to work, or if a free day, with still the shopping, can sometimes even without the money, I use a little pokrazyc, saunter. One thing I will say this is the trip in London on a rainy overcast day at any shopping mall is one of the most dangerous places I had ever seen. I'm not talking about kieszonkowcach, only those brain-dead parasolowcach. Crowds of people with umbrellas, do not see how they go, how to lose vigilance even for a moment that these two pairs of eyes wydziubia, massacre.

recently closed the pub at midnight, we sat popijajac zawijalismy drinks and cutlery to the next dzien.Taki ritual, is always some sort of screw in dyspute.Tym time I started, because what is interesting how in one day I went for a cigarette, talked to my manager about self-defense. It's slightly longer history, in any case the point is that friend, with whom I live very afraid to go back to the house at night, moreover, it does not surprised, several times someone accosted me in the night, even the guy tried once I pulled into the bushes, no and since this began. I asked my manager about the possibility of defense, and it turns out in the UK it is prohibited to carry tear gas for example, as we believe it is a weapon. In Poland it on dziennym.No okay and so we all talked together about this and it's just unbelievable, it turns out that the only permissible thing is the gas from the paint, do not know how to professionally called, but apparently you can buy it eg at e-bay'u in about £ 10. Anyhow, when you spray the attacker in August, after several days in August rozprestrzenia dye on a larger surface area. Not really imagine that PPEA face paint pish pish guy who was in the course of raping me, I would discourage him though, but no void. Disarms me that how few opportunities for women in May to defend the country. I close the pub where he works at least 2-3 times a week, he is in central London and I live in the north, so I travel by bus about one hour and five minutes walk to the dark street until you get home. And what resulted from our discourse?

Point 1: Returning home never sit down on the floor of the bus, but at the bottom. Even if there is some group of people can always get off earlier than you and leave you alone with some zboczuchem, who can harass you, etc. The driver may not necessarily see all the cameras so it is better not to risk and rely on each other.

Point 2: What's your bag, roller bag, or pull the bales which, rather heavy and the shaft in someone's window. Screaming, crying will not do anything, because people do not pay uwagi.Jak do not have anything to search for heavy rock, anything. As someone crash the window, someone will certainly respond and explain that the police in August.

Point 3: As I can not do anything, you have been attacked, clogged your mouth, you can not even scream or to defend, because you hold. This is terrible advice, but well .... lez, and do not move, no longer tries to scream, like a store logs. There is a possibility that such a pervert lose interest. In most cases this is what excites them, a fact that we defend and resist August, so if you stop, it is probably no longer excite and give you peace.

Well, I have enough happiness to always like me, that ends after the Roman arrives and you go back together. And what about me and Romek? I do not know if it is good, I noticed that as we do not attend and do not drink with his stepfather, or not drinking at all is ok I do not know whether this will already or not, but well see. Still planning So the wedding is probably about time to show up.