Although I used to have a period when I was wearing a LOT of black (according to family, I was wearing only black) I don’t think I’ve ever accepted the world as a black or white place to be. At least for me life’s never been that easy to handle. Too many point of views, too many different shades of grey. There were few issues though which have been pretty close to being just black or white and apparently, even those are a lot more grey than I used to think. Fuck. It feels like I need to totally fine-tune the system. Again. Continue reading
Seemingly, this post doesn’t want to get finished… I’ve sat down a number of times already to just get my thoughts out of my head… And they don’t feel like getting out – at least not on this forum… So, if you don’t like messy rambling type of readings, just skip this post now. 🙂 Continue reading
I’d say I’ve never been more disappointed in all my life, but it wouldn’t be true. As if it changed anything… And before anyone had a word about me being negative. “Think Pink” was my old blog.
Szeretem az óceánt. Na jó, a tengereket is. Meg a tavakat és csak úgy általában a vizeket. Egyesek szerint, mert halak vagyok. Mintha ez bármit is jelentene…
<~ TT Ocean.* ~ LL Ocean. ;P ~ The Ocean Cleanup. ❤ ~ Stb/Etc.
I ❤ ocean(s). And sea(s). And lake(s) and generally water. Some say it’s because I’m Pisces. As if it meant anything.
Rohadtul nem. És nem csak azért, mert nem vagyok képes a blogomat rendesen karban tartani. Hosszas morgás következik.
And as much as I try not to, I still do. I’m happy this trip involved so much travelling with train, this way I got to talk to people with whom I probably wouldn’t have talked to. And the others – with whom I happened to talk to anyway – I’m not interested in people – I know it might not be a good thing – but this way, once again it turned out they all are pretty nice. I happened to talk to them, got to know them a little bit – a teensy little bit as for how short time we spent together – and I got to like them. I guess that must be one cause, that I know I get to like people way too fast, thus I try not to get to know them, this way I don’t get to like them, this way I won’t miss them and/or I won’t get disappointed in them. I’m not good at human relations.
Proudly presenting, I’ve survived the removal of one of my wisdom teeth. I had serious doubts concerning my survival, given this was my first ever surgery – and I know I’m the luckiest girl to say this. I mean, that I’ve come this far in my life without serious butchering my body. I really don’t get why people have surgeries for “fun”. Like, I had a friend who had a plastic surgery that I can totally approve of, but it was more a health-decision than vanity one… I’m not this vain… Not now, and probably never…