winter - I don't like you

Rough week. My head wanna explode. My thougts are running as fast as Edward can and I don't know what to do. I hate those kind of weekends, when I don't know what to do, what do first and what do never. I just wanna crawl in bed and never leave my fluffy pillows again. And it will be nice if someone would bring me coffee, like 3 times a day. Ok, I'm writing nonesensess, so I'll end.
I hate winter. I hate cold. I hate snow. And I hate these fucking icy wind, that sometimes feel like running through my brain. Ok, I really need to turn around and head to bed.

sobota, 12 grudnia 2009