i want to move to prague with my mom. soon. don't sure if life will be better, but i hope it will.
another my wish is an electrical guitar. it's a huge cliche, but finally i can play some musical instrument and do music to my poems.
my boyfriend tells me my mini-fairytales will conquer the world. my ego is growing about that fact, but on the other hand, i am hurting by that. because it means i am not so good at poetry, which i write more than one year, but better in some fucking comic fairytales, which i has started to write three days ago.
the life is changing with every day. and i am not sure if it is more painful or more and more happier. i am not sure what art means. i am not sure what i mean. i am not sure.