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|stuff I find interesting, fun, and neat + some random stuff i think + absolutely no regrets|

My cat, Tzitza :)

2 weeks ago
Time to drink!!! Saturday night with a friend, listening to In The Zone by one Miss Britney Spears, and getting drunk!!!

Time to drink!!! Saturday night with a friend, listening to In The Zone by one Miss Britney Spears, and getting drunk!!!

http://instagram.com/p/Yf-Io_ptOd/

Two of my favorite places in Belgrade

3 weeks ago - 1
My purchases for the day..

My purchases for the day..

My beautiful cat Tzitza.

Pefkochori, Greece

Pefkochori, Greece

Pefkochori, Greece

Pefkochori, Greece

Pefkochori, Greece

Pefkochori, Greece

Pefkochori, Greece

Pefkochori, Greece

A short, pointless story

I’m watching as lines on the road fly away from me. The view through last window of a bus of PTC ‘Belgrade’ hypnotizes me. I don’t wish to watch like that. I don’t turn around from the window, still. I just keep looking. Almost hysterically, schizophrenically my glance roams down the road. Where they all leave, and stay: all those lines. They fade away in their time, some disappear, and some get renewed. People must earn their living.

It’s time to come off the bus. I don’t feel like it, but I have to. It’s too cold outside. I want to meet. I want to see, at least. Who knows? Maybe I will someday.

I ended it today: another failed romance. Another failed romance that lasted for one night. One night; one intoxication; one dream in its bed. Then: hope; then: the end.

HopeHope… Its name should not be written with a capitol ‘H’ even in the beginning of a sentence. Every time it shows itself it’s nothing but a light motif for another failed romance; virtual or real. And, not only romance. Sometimes a light motif of a failed friendship. Even virtual, friendships help, just like virtual romances. And then: reality, state of being awake. What then? Friendships are there. One or two but they quite enough. Everyone else is an acquaintance. And, romances keep failing. Always the same dumb excuses: ‘I’ll hurt you’, ‘You’ll hurt me’, ‘You’re not this or that’, ‘I’m not that or this’, ‘You’re too young’, ‘You’re too old’. The decision lays in both of our hands; not only yours or only mine. No one guarantees anything. No one should guarantee anything. Everyone can try, however.

Fear of trying? It is logical in most cases. In a lot of other cases it is not.

I’m bitter.

I need someone to give me hope. 

by marc19ds05

Images that make my current background theme.