another lonely night,another cold night in my pétite apartment.
no matter what time is it-im always cold in this city,im kinda got used to it.
but i couldn't got use to the lonely days.
that wasn't my great idea of a new begginning.
french kills me,the weather kills me,the idiots around me kill me.
i just wanted to be away from where i was standing-but like always,
i was just dreaming.
i always prefer daydreams over reality.thats the fact,but sometimes i just cant differentiate dayreams from realities.when the reality gets me,then it hits me harshly.and thats the hardest part,with the emptied dreams by present,the nights aches more.
cold aches me harsher.
but despite my bitter memories,mistakes- i still keep dreaming.
dreaming of..well,you know.
this life tought me one thing:
''be careful what you wish for,
you might actually get it.''
