Dienstag, 30. November 2010

Oops.

Was a bit drunk while I wrote yesterday's post and had to stop halfway cause I hate when you write something like really private and somebody sits down next to you. That's so GDR.
What I basically wanted to say was.... There are people that can save us. And while I fully support the get-out-of-that-shit-yourself-attitude [trust me, I fought for 5 fricken years.] it's still good to know that eventually you'll find salvation. Stupid word.

heart.

You never know what it's gonna be like - love.
You live your life, unhappy as fuck, fucked up as hell, held up by insecurities and selfishness. You're disappointed over and over again and at some point you just stop hoping.
It's not like you don't want to be happy or in love.. In fact, it's the one thing you live for. It's just that you're sure you'll never have it.
And you get to a point where it's just... Life's dull. There's no point to it. You give up trying.
And then there's this person - someone who's worth it.

<3.

Donnerstag, 25. November 2010

Thursday.

Yeah well.
So after I realized that this photography thing was basically just me throwing a tantrum I decided to alter this blog into a regular one.
And if my english is not 100% correct you may very well suck on that.


I hate people that don't give a shit.
I get how that supposedly is 'the new black' and it's like really sexy to be all ignorant and bohemien about pretty much everything, thank you very much, economy crash and society. But if you were, say, following your dream, and doing just about everything so that dream will come true, even though it's unlikely. And, say, you were surrounded by people that chose the same path at some point in their lives, and now just act like it doesn't matter. You know, normally you'd shrug your shoulders and call it a day, but not when the decisions these people make are starting to affect you. Then you start trying to change them so they don't ruin your fricken dream. And you'll end up with virtually zero energy and just a washed up wannabe like the people you didn't wanna be like in the first place.
It's like "The Lion King" gone bad. Circle of life, my ass.

Vic.
PS: Luckily I'm still at the point where I'm simply angry at them. Probably I should just give a shit.