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About Me

I am...
...a lazy person. Sitting around wishing for more money and for a different kind of life but not doing anything for any of it. I think if I'm being let down one more time that's it for me. What else? In love with those who surround me and those who instantly don't.
... not able to decide wether my future is going to be great or not. I do not know what I am yet. I'm not ready to know, either. I believed in me but doubted that the world does.
Headline takes the rest.
Ellie... She'll alway be the one opening my eyes to the world around me, not having this naiv trust to everyone. El's still the most awesome person I've met since. To say it with Tracey Emins words, as those are words Ellie understands: You kissed my soul. It's so weird that we manage to go into the same direction at the same time no matter what and how many kilometers are seperating us! This was and awesome time, thanks for that babe.
Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
on the porches of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the dismal loneliness of your own room,
your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock,
ask everything that flees,
everything that groans
or rolls
or sings,
everything that speaks,
ask what time it is;
and the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock
will answer you:
"Time to get drunk!
So that you may not be
the martyred slaves of time,
you must get intoxicated,
get intoxicated
and never pause for rest.
With vine, virtue or poetry,
as you choose.
Don't be martyred slaves of Time,
Get drunk!
Stay drunk!
On wine, virtue, poetry, whatever!"

-- Charles Baudelaire
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It'll always be El in the first place. There are more, I guess... But one after another, right?
Exhileration is the breeze,
that lifts us in another place
whose statement is not found.
Returns us not but after time
we soberly descent
upon enchanted ground
- Emily Dickinson