i’ve lost my soul in Paris a year ago and i’m going there to take it back in a week.
even though dreams of you
wake me up like sirens
I know one thing for sure
I wouldn’t want to live without you
Artur Rojek - “Syreny”
sometimes there is a thing like a simple ripple of wind, or the colour of the sky, or a random smell, that reminds me something from the past. and I am never able to catch the memory.
I see you rushing now
tell me how to reach you
I see you rushing now
what did Harvard teach you?
The National - ‘Sea Of Love’
yesterday I cried a lot when I realized that I’m just boring and my life isn’t extraordinary. then I dopped my friend’s book by accident, I stopped howling, smiled and started to sing thinking away the moments that make up the dull day. it was about 12 pm.
and I see fire hollowing souls
I see fire blood in the breeze
and I hope that you’ll remember me
Ed Sheeran - ‘I See Fire’
when I think about St. Petersburg, I imagine winter, I don’t know why. anyway, I learned cirillic on my way to grandma by train through a half of Poland and my mother was disappointed.
today Russia has given an embargo for Polish apples, so it is a great excuse for drinking cider, my friends. fuck you, Mr Putin.
I haven’t heard the voice in your house
no voice apart from echo
they have been putting ash on my head
ash, but they had promised me opium
Lao Che - “Dym”
i’ve just done the composition made of dried flowers. but don’t call me an artist. it’s just a voice at the back of my head that wants me to do such things.
like going canoing, too.
there should be a song that plays inside me, like always on my blog for two years, but I can’t post it, cause it is only ours.
i’ve realized that having a boyfriend has also its cons. what now? no dxm. no drugs. little alcohol, but frequently. only our imagination, or not, or art at urbexes.
right now nothing is conquering my mind. everything goes so slowly, or i am so stressed that i don’t recognize new chapters.
In a room filled with all the people I have ever known, you would be the person I choose to sit next to.
a message from a friend I received on 13th June 2013:
'i think you two will be getting along, although he may be pissing you off initially'
yesterday this pissing off ended. i think i made a friend. it seems you were right after all, O.
great minds attract each other, you know it well.
but I wasn’t right with the thing above this message. I fell in love with this girl and got scalded for the first time in my life on the first day of September.
PS you’re still my friend. let’s get drunk on Friday like we’ve never been before.
i’m not in love with you. i’m in love with your mind.
thus i can’t get over what you said. that you want to commit mental suicide. i’m gonna miss you so much. (i already do, although i spent half of the year telling myself i don’t need it all.) i’m gonna miss our talks. there is no one else i can talk with this way.
i respect your decision and i don’t have the right to change your mind. i believe you’re doing it because of love. i’m in love with my life, though, and you know what ‘life’ means to me.
i miss you so much. thank you.
finally, I got to cry.
I’ve had enough of memories
I barely can cope with my house
you might remember me in different, different shape
Artur Rojek - “Beksa”
my life is getting crazy. I’ve lost my hope. I’m full of jealousness about my friends’ families.
I feel that I have a small pink flower inside me which is going to be killed soon by my parents.
a trip on the route of photography.
oh miss madonna where you goin’ after church
in that preacher’s car
you know I won’t tell nobody
that you’ve been smoking cigars
CocoRosie - ‘Madonna’
and cry. cry all day. cause I saw best minds of my generation being totally insane. I am alone among mind-healthy people..
there’s really small rain from the enormous cloud
really heavy rain from the small cloud
you can call it as you want
happysad - “Marihuana”
I’m full of fear and shyness, full of memories, plans, imaginations and pessimism. have just lost a boomerang again, huh. I can’t find my own place in this world. some big days, tomorrow and next week. boom.
happiness hit her
like a train on a track
coming towards her
stuck still no turning back
Florence And The Machine - ‘The Dog Days Are Over’
my first weed. think it has marked something.
yesterday I reminded that the Lost Cosmonauts theory had been driving me crazy in my late childhood.
some of us, here in Poland, are afraid of Russians.
are there some aces up your sleeve?
have you no idea that you’re in deep?
I dreamt about you nearly every night this week
Arctic Monkeys - ‘Do I Wanna Know?”
M: “but there’s a thing I remember. we haven’t broken up because of F”
now it’s warm, I’ve lit the stove
burned my poems, feel so small
my diploma’s on the wall
in the long jump - third place won
Myslovitz - “Szklany człowiek”
it’s enough if my heart beats. I feel so small in comparison, a departer, I like you, indeed. is something going to happen? two eights in his phone number left. close, closer, the closest.