Trying so hard to get that feeling of song, that feeling that was years ago when first heard words: " Come and catch the feeling". It is here.
This kind of night was months ago. Made spicy, put headphones, it's 3 in the morning and the symbol is taking over the land.
Laces, roses, ribbons- the fashion is what just left, started not to understand the abstract. But the morning thought " I dream my dream job to be a dreamer."
Still getting feelings from memory and putting in boxes, shelves, draws. Brain should be full of garbage, hope night dreams will recycle everything. Maybe it stays there to be useful someday. Like: "Do you know what color shirt that man, who passed you in train to wonderland, were holding in beige bag?"
Thinking about little book with giant thoughts: " Have that ever crossed your mind/happened?".
What is going to happen tomorrow? When everyone is sleeping and i'm creating qoutations.Like taking hand and saying :"go there and there, take this and that, feel like that" But what does that when i'm asleep?
buvai lyone, ar as blogai supratau? as ten pusmeti okiausi, man mieli prisiminimai yra :) bet dabar gyvenu paryziuj ir siandien eidama namo pagalvojau, kad reiktu savo draugei amerikietei, su kuria buvom lyone parasyti laiska: "what the fuck where we doing in Lyon, then you have Paris?"
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iki :)
Myliu Lyon, siaubingai myliu, kartais bunu vis dar. Oh common, Paris yra Paris, o Lyon turi sarmo, netokio nuvalkioto klisinio kaip Paryzius, neturiu nieko pries, taciau stipresnis jausmas Lyon ;)
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