No time for breathing, but I'm constantly loosing my time doing nothing serious.
I admit that.
Running like crazy, screaming without reason and lost in world of my imagination, desperatly trying to not run out of time.
Drowning, drowning down into Your dreams, not even thinking about resisting.
Living only by the night.

Some good things happened, some problems occured, hope that we can handle that.

and..
I miss You when You're gone, hate You when You're here, love You when You're kissing me, loathe You when Your arms're not around me.
Are we insane holding each others dreams? They seem so fragile...



need fresh air.