What makes us love people? when is the moment when you understand that this person is much more interesting than the others? What makes us look at her/him differently? On which day do we get attracted, on which sight do we become one? Who knows? Nobody. What is it about relationship that people are so afraid of and so eagerly obsessed about at the same time? Why do we care a lot about someone indifferent and don't give a fuck about someone who is ready to share his inner world with us? Who knows? Nobody.
I dream of being as I am and not what peers expect me to be. I dream of being able to live beyond stereotypes. I dream of having enough will to change myself for better. Those are the dreams that can't be bought, they are to be achieved on my own...
We never know what to expect
A pool of shit from life to swallow
Or just a tiny due respect
From whom we want it to be hallowed...
More questions, less answers...just as always.