be bad, be mine.
and still i dont know hot to put it behind me in words.
there is just so much i could not tell back then and even now -
it is difficult to show off that little something, i tried to keep down.
but there is nothing to be afraid about and nothing more to lose.
so i can be a little bit more sincere and harsh as i should have been.

okay, the celebration is off, too much alcohol drunk, lights are still sparkling.
the plane to the north is already in the morning and i have to pack my stuff.
beautiful beginning of the year, strawberry ice cream and warm winter house.
keep on going along with the stream.)

@темы: dreams, we're dreaming, our morbidly pleasant place