Why it should be so cold? Why winter should be so cold?

Why? And one million other whies that crowl into my mind.

Why?

After some helish crazy day, I finally can sit, listen to a olad 1900 son and smoke, or write sth that isnt a paper o article or in anyway related to literature.
Well let me go to the point, sometimes you make a decision which will make you regret your whole life, make you embarrassed whenever the topic comes up, I think we all agree what is that topic for me, one word "the son of a bitch" he is and will be the point that will remind everybody how my judgment was sucky and fucked up. I have promised myself not to do such thing again, how improbable it looks, I intend to keep it and do not fall in such trap again. But still I cant look into the eyes of people I love when there is a smal refrece to the person I call more likely the sucky incident.
No other regrets, that I regret about.
I am good, well very good and I intend to keep going so. I am almost full, have no free time at all, from morning to afternoon work and study, then study and everynight at late I unleash the inner wild into the outworld wilderness and smoke, drink laugh eat.  I do enjoy the whole package, I feel I am moving forward and tet I have all the fun more than in fact of what I have gad before in a healthy way, strong and lovely way. Enough and nothing more. 

The point is that I dont need to choose one or have one, I have got both simultaneously and that is sufficient for now.

Busy, sooooo busy, so very much busy. But I was in the car with Nami n sth occured in my mind. It is so long to explain but briefly saying, 

O dear God, I have delivered a 12 pages essay yestarday and I have to deliver another one  (up to now 18 pages) tomorrow, read 18 stories and commentaries. I am tired, I took my exam came homw worked on my papers straightly for 7_8 hours, went out at midnight took a Grant shot or two, came back home at 3 in the morning and resumed the papers up to now and it is almost finished, yeah hear me out ALMOST. I'm dying. I haven't slept in days and the xams are indeed killing me. I cannot think about anything but doing my best at these bloody exams, going to work and having some fun as motivation between.

I dont have enough time.

Too much to taalk and no time. I'm sleepy, maybe later.

The magic of forgetfulness? Yeas, you wont remember peple once you've dearly loved. The wont pop you mind for days and weeks and when they do? It's breeze, they come and go. And that is all.

I finally have reached the peace I was seeking for for so long.

I accidentally burned myself and now I cannot sleep. He did whatever was possible to reduce the pain na yet I am awake and I screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerem it out. :)))) it's just one  inch wide but I am burning to my endless existence.

Interesting point is that he is awakw with me, that's actually interesting. 

Ouuuuuuuuch ouch ouch ouuuuuuuuuuuchhhhhhhhh I wanna turn back time to bb. Before burnt. :))))))

Give me nice song, something new and catching I'm dying to find one.

All you need is love, and an IQ low enough to believe that. :D

I needed this before my exam which is BTW the day afte tomorrow.

Brandy rules, ogm rules.