Tears won’t find their way down my face. I cried honest tears for the last time when I was fourteen. And why do I know this? That’s the year my grandfather died. Since then I wasn’t able to cry real tears. Occasionally I’m sad of things, which change all my scheme of life. But I really can’t remember my last tears. But why talking about tears?
Nothing’s going right today, cos nothing ever does
I don’t know, why this sentence always finds its way back in my mind. I wouldn’t say, I’m a very optimistic person, but this sentence seems very depressive and hard. I love my life, that’s a fact. But it’s hard to live this life. With all rhe problems, the pain, the thoughts and maybe … the tears too. To live in a small village, with the parents, and at the age of nineteen, is horrible. To be single, and not the sexiest man alive, that terrible. But normally I’m able to live my life like a normal 19-year-old guy from the landside. My biggest problem is, that I do not live. I always think about all the things I would do if … but I always forget to live a normal life.
Pieces Of Me
It’s enormously difficult to write much about me in my very first post. I’ve blond middle-long hair, I love music, mostly English singers. Rufus Wainwright, Ryan Adams, Dashboard Confessional, Jack Johnson, The Verve, Jet or Oasis are my favourites. Now, I’m watching “Aloha From Hawaii”, the concert of Elvis Presley in 1973. Well, at every anniversary of his death, I recognize how wonderful he was and still is. Well, today is the last day of my weekend. After this sunday, I’ve to get back to my community service till April 2008. For this ending day, I’ve to quit, because of my extreme tiredness. But, thanks for the attention.
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