Pride. Unquenchable thing ya.

I hadn't made any pre, nor post xmas, ny eve greezes, neither I did this time. Please take this message responsibly and do not think that I treat ya like bastards or any other knot-haired creatures form a concentration camp. I just... it's lika my matchless, never middlebrow wayya. N under no circumstances impute my person of some blasphemy I did not say. You can also try to be lika myself. I know it's hard to gain, thou not impossible. or may it be? Then without an excerption, you shall struggle. In vain. Foregone conclusion.

all the might have could have beens.

What if everything around you Isn't quite as it seems? What if all the world you think you know Is an elaborate dream? And if you look at your reflection Is it all you want it to be? What if you could look right through the cracks? Would you find yourself Find yourself afraid to see? What if all the world's inside of your head Just creations of your own? Your devils and your gods All the living and the dead And you're really all alone? You can live in this illusion You can choose to believe You keep looking but you can't find the woods While you're hiding in the trees

Shippai! Shippai! DAMN.

Aaaa!! I shall never forgive that myself! Being on a lecture of philosophy, I had a wonderfull, unrepetable, opportunity to gain my first grade in this subject, but I failed! Another thing: memories connected with a maintheme from tFatF- bright and early breezy, cold morning in an other foreign country evked once more time.