i cried my eyes out watching p.s. i love you.. and then i decided i wanted to cry some more so i watched juno.. ended up going to bed a 4 am.
i know i cry for every reason, for every thing..but seriously those films were good..
sobbing to my pillow.
i asked myself why i'm so unhappy.
where is my home?
what does the future hold?
the only answers that came to my mind were: not here, not in this country, not now.. i deserve better, i deserve absolute devotion, adoration, i should be endeavoured.. i should be.. but i'm not.
i have a thing for irish men.
i want to find myself in ireland one day..
that would be magical.
[dreams...]
1 comment:
that's another thing we have in common, i guess
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