o kurwa (conjuction)... zapomniałem (verb)...
lepsze życie (noun)... lepsze zdięcie (adjective).

12:37 am

i don't think that i could ever feel immensely happy about something and then just expect not to have it ruined. i was never the type person who ever really got what they wanted, but that supposedly builds character, right? (not really) it's a lie when they say it gets easier. the first wave of disappointment didn't feel any different from the 3rd or the 14th or the 27th or the 56th. they're all the same. they all feel the same. they all hurt the same. people just give you sympathetic looks and gestures and tell you that it'll be okay, but that doesn't mean that it's okay right now. it'll is a conjuction for it will. which is future tense. that means that's not it okay right now. (and it really isn't) maybe i should stop lying to people and telling them that it's okay, in a measly attempt to spare their feelings when i should really be trying to spare my own. one of my friends told me that i'm not prone to lying. well, maybe he's wrong.

You know sometimes I need to re-familiarize exactly what was so present i have realized.
Correlating between these eyes.
A delicate beautiful world arises upon a soul you became to adore.
May wield caution with a heart I pour.
Her atmosphere  tends to bewilder you,
Be wary of her fragile nature.
As I construct  this sentence  to construe.
As I trace the portraiture of her.
The subtle silence of her breaths resonates  unspoken words you are face upon.
Its a tragedy of the death of such expressions that belong.
As they seem to lose there authenticity.
Admittedly  i confess she may be just a mystery.
Along with the nights that transmute to day, except  ill never stray.
Time lost in the conjuction ..
Just can't help to notice the foreign Construction of her essence.
As it may appear as a pleasance.
Don't get to entranced.
Cause you just may miss the chance.  
As appealing as her resonation seems.
A composure  to redeem as I drift upon her dream.