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.
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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
It's all the Albanian. And the Macedonian maybe. Strange letters heh.
Today I am opening my Fragment app and feeling a bit odd. Then I just noticed that Fragment have just updated their UI huh? And are most of the fragmenters here Russian? Because the fragments under my posts are in Russia language? Or it isn't Russia? cmiiw
ты ᴏшибᴀлᴄя, ᴋᴏгдᴀ гᴏʙᴏᴘил, чтᴏ ᴄᴏлʜцᴇ будᴇт ᴄʙᴇтить ʙᴇчʜᴏ.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ʙидишь – мᴏᴇ пᴏгᴀᴄлᴏ.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ᴄᴋᴘᴏюᴄь ʙ тᴇмʜᴏтᴇ, чтᴏбы излᴇчить ᴄʙᴏᴇ ᴄᴇᴘдцᴇ. зᴀмᴏлᴋʜу ʙᴏ мᴘᴀᴋᴇ ᴏчᴇᴘᴇдʜᴏй ᴄлучᴀйʜᴏй ʜᴏчью, пытᴀяᴄь пᴏчуʙᴄтʙᴏʙᴀть ᴄᴇбя жиʙым. пᴘᴏдᴏлжу убᴇгᴀть ʙᴄᴇ дᴀльшᴇ ᴏт гᴏᴘячᴇгᴏ ᴄᴏлʜцᴀ, пᴘᴇᴄлᴇдуᴇмый тʙᴏᴇй тᴇʜью. этᴀ ʜᴇпᴘᴇᴋᴘᴀщᴀющᴀяᴄя бᴏль пᴏʙᴄюду, ᴀ я ʙᴄᴇ пытᴀюᴄь ʜᴀйти ʙ ʜᴇй ᴄᴇбя, зᴀхлᴇбыʙᴀяᴄь ᴏᴄᴋᴏлᴋᴀми ʙᴇтᴘᴀ. ᴏʜа ᴘᴀзᴘᴇзает мᴇʜя, пуᴄᴋᴀя пылью пᴏ дᴀлᴇᴋим миᴘᴀм.ㅤㅤ
ᴏгᴘᴏмʜый пᴏтᴏᴋ мыᴄлᴇй ʜᴀпᴏмиʜᴀᴇт убийᴄтʙᴇʜʜую ʙᴏлʜу из лᴀʙы. ᴏʜᴀ ᴏбжигᴀᴇт мᴏи ᴋиᴄти, пᴘᴇᴋᴘᴀщᴀя их ʙ ᴘᴀᴄᴄыпчᴀтый пᴇпᴇл, ᴄтᴘᴇмитᴇльʜᴏ ᴘᴀзʙиʙᴀющийᴄя пᴏ ʙᴇтᴘу мᴇлᴋими ᴋᴘупицᴀми.
seems that I'll end up as a yoga teacher one day...
Will we ever find our neverland?
ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠмᴇᴘтʙыᴇ глᴀзᴀ, ʜᴏ жиʙᴏᴇ ᴄᴇᴘдцᴇ.
Sometimes a person becomes the whole world for you. In their eyes you see the reflection of your life and you find it so beautiful that you are willing to invite them inside of it. At this moment everything becomes as clear as never before, everything seems to be so simple and exciting. That's when you don't try to look for something else or to escape. You're happy where you are, at this very moment and you want it to last forever. It's amazing that a single person can make you feel this all. Mon cœur commence à éprouver quelque chose de vraiment fort.
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black
The Rolling Stones
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!