Tag Archives: story of my life
I haven’t “said” anything in a while now. Didn’t feel like I have something to say, neither the inspiration to put something in written. I was busy with work, with getting in shape and exercise more, reading a lot (I … Continue reading
Three years now and I’m riding with my biker as it was my first !
Days at work are so looooong. I get bored easily and all I can think about it’s how to get out faster or what else to do in order to keep being busy and not feel so without purpose. I … Continue reading
I should be happy. Somehow I feel like crap and I keep on screwing things up. Worst – I can’t stop from writing it. I don’t know what else to do. *Daniel Merriweather – Red
It’s the inside jokes, the glances, the day to day chitchat that makes the game worth playing. It all started with hush hush and nothing’s been done but we both feel the chemistry. Sometimes you can cut the tension between … Continue reading
You’re every boy’s dream, he said. I was a bit shocked and flattered at the same time. I have never thought about myself this way. And after a few seconds I finally realized why the hell I can’t be someone’s … Continue reading