I always know long distance relationships are complicated and to save them you should never give up. But I am tired. I can't stand it any more. It's something like a one-way track.
The reason is that he don't want to call me at all. He says that he don't like to call someone and I should accept him in the way what he is. I accept this and i really reraly call him.
We have seen each other only for the first time. And in reality he isn't the same as in the Internet.
And we live in different countries. And nobody of us want to move in because we are too stubborn and don't want to leave our families.
I really hate the moments when there is nothing to do. I thought that the last course of college life would be challenging but in reality it's not so. I am wasting my time.
My cousin gave birth to a forth child yesterday.
And my friend had birthday yesterday. We ate delicious cake and drank two bottles of wine. I overdrank a bit although I didn't drink much.
So, it's not the first diary which I use to express my thoughts and emotions. But it really helps to open the inner world and to share information with someone whom you don't know.
I believe that the world divides into white and black stripes. Unfortunately, white stripes lasted to long.. welcome back, black ones.
I hate when I am crying at public places especially in front of my groupmattes. I don't want to share with them my weaknesses. But I can't do anything. And I don't know why it is so important to me.
My cat died and I miss him. It is something like a part of my hurt broken. Although it's not the first time when someone who is important to me died. Unfortunately
he says you smell like hot steel like blood it turns me on
using namespace std;
Na jutro musimy przeczytać duży tekst.
sin2a=2sina x cosa
От як се було.
(At least I've tried)
just jacked off.While listening to our fave peep boi.How could I...have done sth like this?!Addiction as always.An easy way out.An escape.But bruh, them problems still be here m8, u ain't no dealin w em like that...I wish I wouldn't know this. It just makes it worse.When I move out & finally free myself from this,when I'll finally be able stop talkin bout this & live it,the life I want to live,then I'll have em no locks & fear of gettin caught stop me.Yeah,u wish.I rly wish...Buthey! y'all kno this is just a fairytale,instead u oughta say how u r m8.Lemme change myself.I'm a free man,I am not an addict!I do not jack off!If I catch myself doin it again,then itwon'tbeme.We'reStoppinThisDemonNOW
let me lie beneath the sky
teach me how to die
endearing - привлекательный (с оттенком умиления), “кавайи”
inspiring love or affection.
the baby ducklings are endearing: lovable, adorable, cute, sweet, dear, delightful, lovely, charming, appealing, attractive, engaging, winning, captivating, enchanting, beguiling, winsome; Japanese kawaii.
Feeling the moment slip away
Woke up this mornings around 6:45am and was feeling pretty energized. Though still trying to eliminate some NE. Driving gets easier and even enjoyable. And now it's really slow at work so I'm just gonna keep drinking tea.
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain,
the only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away,
but I remember everything...
so fucking high right now
I am here for two reasons.The first one is for sharing my reflections about everything near me and the second one is for English practice. Unfortunately, now I don't understand if it is normal for this resource.
I started learning English a lot of years ago and now I am trying to find anyone for using my knowledge. If your level of English is good enough I would be delighted to communicate, by the way.
Just find my nick in Telegram.
Rather dull day. Got sick and spent the whole day soaking everything paper-like in the area with my runny nose eruptions. The good thing about being sick, one of the few things I like, it that I start to feel more. Colors look more vibrant, stray of cold air in my face feels more fresh and almost like it's caressing me, music gives me goose bumps easily.
But in general in was one of the wasted days, the kind I don't like and in the end of such days I feel like I've betrayed myself. I also feel very irresponsible after few hours of such insomnia when I do something really boring and mechanical, and start to believe that it's not up to me to stop and change what I do.
"Са́ван — это одежда для усопшего или покрывало, которым накрывают тело в гробу. Это одеяние обычно белого цвета."
позаботься о своём будущем и начинай подискивать.
Time passes so quickly...
What reality was ever made by realists?
So, hi I am Katerina. 23 yaers old. You ask me why in English, because i like that language. My life not so perfect but i hope that one day it changes. So, that it, see you guys
ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠчтᴏ-тᴏ ʜᴇᴏбыᴋʜᴏʙᴇʜʜᴏ гᴘуᴄтʜᴏᴇ, пᴘиʙᴇтлиʙᴏᴇ и ᴋᴘᴀᴄиʙᴏᴇ.
I just cry for no reason, I just pray for no reason
I just thank for the life, for the day, for the hours and another life breathin'
I did it all 'cause it feel good
You could live it all if you feel bad
Better live your life
We are running out of time
What !F users say
Only today learnt about !F and created an account. Have to admit, this site is interesting and special, indeed. The idea is quite the thing! I'll be keeping my diary in spite of anything. I like this anonymity so much!
I really enjoy reading other participants, it's so much more sincere here than in any social network.
Such a funny idea, to keep an online diary, which can be read by anybody - and nobody at the same time.
I like a lot that there are no comments on !F. Here I have an impression that I am writing just for myself. I have less concern that my message will be evaluated.
I like Fragmenter very much. Now I have extra motivation to change. It's a big difference – just write to myself in a paper notebook, or write in order to share my thoughts.
Fragmenter is cool – I start to think once and again why I'm so depressed and how I came to be like that.
Fragmenter is the best thing that happened to me this year!