it's really creeping me out
but in a nicest way possible.
i loved every song on last.fm.
would do it a thousand times again
if i could.
it's 4.15am here in novi sad [at the moment]
and there's absolutely no indications that i'm about to sleep soon.
i like the feeling that i get when i realize it's morning
although i'm not delighted with the fact that it's 11th december already.
if everything was the way i wanted,
i would be in berlin by now.
but i'm not.
so shhh, today isn't the 11th december, noo.
but i'm pretty confused with what day, what time, what year it is anyway,
so it doesn't mean anything to me really. [i'm just trying to encourage myself]
i ate my last lollipop, now i have nothing.
no cigarettes, no lollipops, no juice, i failed.
plus i can't sleep.
how convenient.
as much as i definitely enjoy solitude
i wouldn't mind, perhaps
spending little time with you
sometimes, sometimes
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