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received ma pics from ma friend. pics which r made in riga ma home.
damn, i hate ma memoriz. hate them bcz i feel now that i was really happy in ma past only. z tha good??????? no.
i remember those straight roads leading somewhere. i could go all the time. i met there no one. i was laughing there with ma closest friends. almost like ma sis and broz. 2 guyz and one girl. it was ma real home.
i remember small streets, where i got from big ones. i could find smth there. smth unknown and forbidden. e.g. a phylosophic look on the sky. or smth else. i culd laugh that policy is chasin us. hah.....
i was there. i was the real me then. i didn wanna play any role. as same i don wanna do that now. i had those ppl who did really understand me. my style. ma words, ma world. i had there ppl who love me. and now they r too far away. and it didn bother me that i lose ma friends. fake ones. those 3 helped me. we helped each otha.
i lived with no troubles. i didn care bout wha ma parents r sayin. they didn bother me. i know, it looks like i am that type of person who duzn love parents, but it 's not truth. i did wat i want.
it was ma world, which is not crashin, no way, but i lose that. it wasn innocent. had no rulez. was bit weird.
now, i live in the place i don like. place where i have to be like other ppl. i hav to play. i know, i'm a good actress but i cant live ma life bein someone else.!!!!!!!! i know, i'm changin, gettin angrier. but one ma streak i will neva lose - ma weirdness (the most important in me), ma confidence in life, in maself.
whaz the result? i hav fake happiness. i hav good friends, but they r too far away. they cant rally support me, when i feel fuckin bad. they say they do. i trust, but i need smth else. to be nearer. it s not too much, but at the moment its impossible. shit. i kinda hav big love story, but it seems to be ended. i don hav a "prince" here. but the problem is - i don wanna search. i'm trying to wait.
do i need much? a life like in the past, with no troublez and worriz. i need those summers. i need smiles. it s not too much at the first sight. but it s too difficult to wait for that.....

ye, finally i'm in riga. never home, around with friends. and the weather duzn really bother, but it's still not summer. yea, i'm happy now.

today is that type of day which is the rarest - i'm happy. ppl say i'm shinin, it makes them hav that lil bit of my happiness. i dunno why, whaz happened to me. but when i look in the mirror i dont see maself - i see a lil sun lookin at me. who r u, dear?
i 'm thinkin of smth and eatin chocolate. lookin forward to tomorrow. yep...
i'm happy. and i dunno why. think itz the best way of bein glad, bcz if u know particular reason of havin this condition u know it can jus fade somehow, but i dunno the reason, so i cant be afraid of itz damagin

feeling so bitchy today. think it z not great. :PPP but still. they r serious, i'm smiling and thinking some crap. and smiling again. barbie bein. dunno.

The haze of silence
Is coming through the night
Like as it was in the morning
When nothing was seen outside
I closed my eyes,
I knew u waited for it
I heard, I came beside
U kissed me and flapped the door

I was just laughing at myself
I was just hanging in a loop of air
U went away I did nothing
Does it mean I lost my love?
Nothing to bring in
Nothing in my heart

Pieces of my memories

My life is just like some old movie-
So funny and so sad
I have u, and I'm happy
I hope it will be till the end.

U know, I was really childish
I was playing with my feelings
And u always are so understanding
Thank u, for saving my dreams

Those pieces of memories
Like puzzle I lost sometime
U found it and u gave it to me
Thank u, I'm now alive

Now, I can remember
The nights under the moon
Like all the stars in the heaven
Were shining down for me n u

Now, I can imagine
That I have those wings
For flying back to memories
I want to see

those 24 hours are away. good. that day when u better stay at home if u r not as happy as those ppl, who r kissin n huggin around. like u r the one who duzn hav the right to hav smn holdin ur hand. ffffuck.
then, u r sittin ready to cry, thinkin bout suicide almost. u get those greetins from ur friends, especially girls.... and then guyz r makin laughs of that "iz that lesbian love".... wanna just say that, if u, guys, see only fashion asses, who dont really hav any feelins and hav guys in every single street of the city, then itz stupid. yeps.
huh.... if i recall those words that love is the most important, and it duzn matter if u dont get "a special greetin" it'z not the end of the world, oh it would be so fun, if it wudn be so sad. and i jus realized why it duz matter if u get smth on VD - u r used to being alone the whole year, u don really feel this depression, but then IT comez! the 14th of the second! WOW! waitin 4 the miracle! and u know it is to childish to wait for that, but still u hope, like u r 5year old child waitin for a teethfairy at night or santa claus. whatever. and then u see that everybody (well almost everybody) gets smth sweet and good, while u hav nothin.... ur soul becomes more sensitive, and u wudn cry in every anotha day, u r runnin like crazy to some far place to get this fuckin sadness out by that salty watter coming from eyes makin them ugly.
" i luv to see u cry" was that iglesias' s song?
anyway, today's the 15th. u hav the whole year till the next 14th of the second.