Bartek...How are you? Thank you for visiting my blog...my world...my thoughts... The whole idea with this post came to me while listening these lyrics: "Put me on the train, send me back to my home Put me by the window, let me see outside Looking at the places where all my family died Leave me by the churchyard, leave me on my own The storm will come and take me, back to my old home" I miss the water, the waves, the boats i have seen as a child...I miss my home, which became only a place in my mind...
Ana...inca esti cu mine...Inca aduci un miros de ceai cu mere si scortisoara si stiu ca atunci cand il vei turna in cani, eu voi ajunge si voi bate linistit la usa. Vin, spune-mi cand :)
Cristina I think I'm fine ...:P I just feel lonely a bit,as I haven't anyone to spend time with in dump I live in. So I play my guitar like a crazy.I know I will never be great but I stopped to waste my time by doing really pointless things. You are instance for me because of doing what you love,knowing how to express emotions and much more things,there are not many people as you...and I miss you of course. That's why I like to invite this site often. Week in Strumica was one of the most important moments in my life which changed it a lot.I didn't spend lot of time with you and other people as I'm rather closed and antisocial,but I realized some truths.I hope to see you and all rest people again although I know it will be hard to make it real...;/ Hugs, Bartek
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Beautifuuul :) My favourite pack.I love especially the first one.Due to colour of boat and idea of puzzle it looks like a painting:)
Bartek
Foarte frumoase pozele!Imi este dor de tine.Cand ne intanlim la un ceai..?te pup
Bartek...How are you? Thank you for visiting my blog...my world...my thoughts...
The whole idea with this post came to me while listening these lyrics:
"Put me on the train, send me back to my home
Put me by the window, let me see outside
Looking at the places where all my family died
Leave me by the churchyard, leave me on my own
The storm will come and take me, back to my old home"
I miss the water, the waves, the boats i have seen as a child...I miss my home, which became only a place in my mind...
Ana...inca esti cu mine...Inca aduci un miros de ceai cu mere si scortisoara si stiu ca atunci cand il vei turna in cani, eu voi ajunge si voi bate linistit la usa. Vin, spune-mi cand :)
Cristina
I think I'm fine ...:P
I just feel lonely a bit,as I haven't anyone to spend time with in dump I live in. So I play my guitar like a crazy.I know I will never be great but I stopped to waste my time by doing really pointless things. You are instance for me because of doing what you love,knowing how to express emotions and much more things,there are not many people as you...and I miss you of course.
That's why I like to invite this site often.
Week in Strumica was one of the most important moments in my life which changed it a lot.I didn't spend lot of time with you and other people as I'm rather closed and antisocial,but I realized some truths.I hope to see you and all rest people again although I know it will be hard to make it real...;/
Hugs, Bartek
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