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December 17, 2011 | Posted in .ro, For a minute there I lost myself, My Bucharest, Pictures of you
Category Archives: For a minute there I lost myself
I am still amazed how I can go from being happy to being depressed in 2 minutes. How I let every fucking single detail ruin my day. I am over sensitive and I’d like to feel nothing for a change. [...]
October 12, 2011 | Posted in For a minute there I lost myself, I think I'm paranoid and complicated, I'm just a girl, My Bucharest, Pictures of you
Sometimes I have this urge to leave it all behind and start anew, to take the first train home and to be the girl my mother never had. I’ve always done only want I wanted, I never listened, I was [...]
September 26, 2011 | Posted in For a minute there I lost myself, I think I'm paranoid and complicated
Tuesday from 6 to 7 is my special time. I get to talk about whatever I want, I can cry as much as I want and I get to find out so many things about myself, things I knew but [...]
September 20, 2011 | Posted in For a minute there I lost myself, I'm just a girl
My mum is right. Sometimes (most of the times) I behave like I am savage, as if I were raised in the woods. I’m not socially handicapped or anything, I simply don’t like to make a big fuss out of interacting [...]
July 10, 2011 | Posted in Bits and pieces, For a minute there I lost myself, I think I'm paranoid and complicated, My Bucharest, Pictures of you
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