green

not a mile
not a money pile.
but a face with my sophisticated smile.

i undestand that after coming home from being abroad for a longer time i realised quite a lot of things i should do, change, skip and pay more attention to. Last Christmas i understood what i should study and i started a new hobby that lasted until this beautiful "winter" day.
this time my brains accomplished more difficult task in a sense of life and matter of honor.

damn, i afraid to know what am i going to "develop" next Christmas. That i actually like boys? ooh, fuck no :D that´s too far and deep to think for now anyway.

well i hope that i will be on step away from flying to Portland, USA or starting up my own business, cause i expect to achieve something quite high in my life and as the past year was like a time when i realised what the fuck should i do with my life then the following should include some of the milestones, to this great achievements. will see, will see, but i´m ready as hell, to crack the shit out of everything that´s gonna cross my way.

fuck

krapata

mess in everybody elses heads but not mine
a sense of awkward weakness going down my spine
this and that, going through my head
how did i got up from this comfy bed?

things, things, things to do and make them happen
be the one who guides, the leader, the pattern
my own life
to bring a brighter light
for those who miss it
have lost themselves in this rootless night



i just put my fingers on the keyboard and that´s i made this great poem, i have no fucking clue why though.

and today is the last time i´m gonna work this year. finally a deserved brake from, school, work, arabians, and everything else that has brought me to this fucked up feeling.

laters

forks and knives

pork and lies.
damn, that rhymed good with the title, huh?
i don´t have cookies anymore.

and now when i start to come back to a normal sense of understanding what´s going on, around and with me, it just scary to realise, that on my way home, i had the weirdest thing, like i couldn´t define my feelings, sad,worried,happy,stressed,busy,forward looking, out of space.. like a duck that after death has reborn in powerful lions body and now trying to understand what the fuck am i supposed to do now. swim, fly or try to walk with those clumsy feets or go hunt some meat for a meal and rule over everybody that´s against ur ideologies.
i think all of these thoughts and more, were in my head at the same time, and just didn´t knew what to do with them. damn, it was crazy :D

can´t find this key on my keyboard.