I don't want to do blogs anymore, I want to write music and some stories once in a while. My blogging peaked with the tragedy which was loneliness in summer, but I don't feel lonely anymore. There's shit in Tallinn to do, there's people I enjoy meeting in Riga. Fuck it, could be worse.
And with that last sentence, there's not much to write about anymore.
Relationships: none, and I could live without.
Music: all is good.
Studies: could be better, as fucking always.
Work: could be worse, as always.
2 comments:
I would still have a use of some posts of yours to refresh my mind at late nights when I'm finally hopeless to write something good.
You're an interesting person, Martins
Tajā brīdī, kad Tu sāc justies labi arī bez attiecībām, visticamāk, tādas drīz dabūsi - nekaas nekad nepaliek vienkārši, visu vajag sajaukt un sačakarēt. Cūcības likums.
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