Im throwing my heart on the Eiffel Tower.

It's late and i shoulda been sleeping.

BUT i felt the urge to stop by and say*hi!*

no,i'm not dead-yet.i coulda been though!
cause i've been listening to a lot of morrissey lately and its quite an achievement not to feel like cutting your wrists after that.

i admit it,i feel sad.
i admit it,i knew that would happen
i admit it,morrissey is totally bad for my health.
i admit it,i like listening to Moz and feeling depressed afterwards
*siiiick.*
actually i like FEELING.something.anything.
i'm happy as long as im extremely sad or extremely happy.
And i'm sad when everything's fine and neutral and ok...
JUST OK.
and things lately tend to be really ok,so i needed a bit of moz to remind me of how heartache feels.

and he did.
Oh Moz,you're so good at what you do!




So actually,i've been singing that im throwing my arms around paris because only stone and steel accept my love during the whole day...

The next post is gonna be about me and my X-mas holidays!HOOREYYYY!
.....................
Alright,dont be that enthusiastic -.-

Ah...it feels great to be bach home :)
Goodnight cruel world!


P.S.:Honestly Moz,i feel i owe you my life.