Sometimes I feel like stopping
Well, seems i was not here for ages.
Somehow, i have nothing clever to write, nothing good, that i would want to memorise at least.
16 - 21 of march in Paris. Thank you, Celeste.
Our week together. Eiffel Tower, Montmartre, Asahi beer and random talkings ♥
I really thankful, that i met you someday.
You are the friend i am living for. And i am proud that i know you.
31 of march one life stopped.
But you still alive in our hearts.
You promised to bring me piece from the real Eiffel Tower, do you remember?
Your friends said, before you gone, you checked Paris tour in the newspaper.
Was it for me? Am i right?
I still remember, you said, that i am that person you would never want to lose.
I feel the same.
The same day,
31 of march two lifes turned to different roads, that is good though.
It is never right to make ourselfs to suffer.
It is never good, when you feel you have nothing to say to each other.
I suffer from the lack of emotions.
And only few lifes are in attention.
And well, my heart is still beating, and i am happy.
21
i need to make list of things and events, i need to remember, until 27
main things of this year...
make textlist, photolist, and remember it forever! 
and other things just forgot and never think about - they are not fucking important.
