hey, it's gonna be ok.

po 4 godzinnym maratonie pamiętników pora iść spać. szkoda że jest tak zimno, mam ochotę teraz wyjśc sobie na balkon i poudawać, że wszystko jest jak należy. brak mi już takich momentów pełnych relaksu i ciepła. jeszcze trochę, tak? jeszcze trochę.

trafiło.

I'm still watching, still feeling like I don't belong, it's so ridiculous. I just want to turn off my brain or cut this fucking piece responsible for comparing to the other. I want it so bad, wanna change, wanna be confident. I need some support, maybe then I'll finally believe in myself, I don't know. 
There's a need to find myself again, I've lost control.

you have a beauty that's dangerous.
you've got the weight of the world on you. 

the only way to make it through is improvise. 

forget about your better angels. 

let your problems melt away on me.
you have a certain amount of need; a need to be possessed; I think I understand. 

a need to be deliberately abused, I cannot help but lend my hand.
you have a look in your eyes that says to me we're not the only ones holding out for more. 

we've lost all memory. 

we're not the only ones holding out for more. 

not the only ones who know.