Now tell me, why is it that I always seem to have this pleasure for pushing everything to the impossible?

Are they really positive and/or negative changes or they are just changes?

Why is it that every relationship has to have gains and/or losses?

Why is it that a 51% compatible relationship isn’t perfect?

Why is it so fascinating to be able to feel?

How would this world look like when we’ll have nothing left to prove to ourselves and/or to others?

How is it for a relationship to end at the first meeting, instead of beginning?

How much craziness is considered to be normal? How much creativity is considered to be craziness?

Good bye.

It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word
And then that word grew louder and louder

… and it never ended… in a magical world… where…

We can be the kings and queens of anything if we believe.
It’s written in the stars that shine above,
a world where you and I belong, where faith and love will keep us strong,
exactly who we are is just enough
there’s a place for us, there’s a place for us.

And now I’m sure of it. I don’t love you and I will never will. Actually, I think I hate you… for insinuating yourself into my life. Past, present and future, you DON’T EXIST.

update 22:33, 09.01.2011 – I’m lying. I don’t know how to breathe without you… you’re my oxygen. You’ve made it…