its 0:00,im sitting in the living room on this old caugh listening to the tic of my gfs grannies clock

one of the cheap practical things that every good granny buys for they grandkids... weird how it never stops,never gets tired just keeps ticing.

shes now trying to fall asleep,asking for me to come and spoon her.

how do i deserve her?

shes everything i have ever wanted and ever dreamed of ... and now i slowly start wasting it.

its as stupid as it sounds, i just cant keep up with things going on the same way.

like a good routine that at these certain moments pushes you to bad side of yourself .

you are rude and nasty,and right after you start apologizing and begging for forgiveness.

you just want your beautiful simple routine.

but how many times its going to be like this, you ask yourself,ptomising at the same time that it was the last one.

Following the horisont

My story starts the day I bought the first chewie...Stupid start for a life storY,but how else could i describe something that is not goin to be crazy sex and drug drama scenario...its simple and colourful at times..complicated and grey when i beg it not to be...I love it though.
For the past few years I have been trying to realise what has been happening around me,around us.
From growing up and being the chekie one, i ended up with a blury memories...
that i am not sure if i have ever had any life experience,or i did but lost it like a dirt in a wash.So hard to pick the right grains, so easy to lose.

My name is Margaret im 21.
Three years ago I met the most important person in my life,the one that decides when I get my sleep,throw away rubish and walk our dog(s).
Two years ago I left my parents house.Learned english and came here to meet her after we had been chating for a year over the internet.
Beginning wasnt that simple... a little bit akward 28 hours on the plain...Devil wears Prada(in english...i couldnt understand most of it).
When i saw her standing there...just watching me...from that big crowd everything blured only she was visible like i knew.So much more beautiful that on the pictures she sent me...so much more real.From then on it was like a dream...My heart stood still and grew soo much that it alsmost felt like it was going to explode...and these butterflies hitting each other and tickling sides of my stomach(she was wearing brown top,tight black jeans,golden thongs...).Felt like that was the best and craziest decision in my life.God i love her.
We got a dog named R./HES A ROCKSTAR/
I started to cook.

hey hey im gonna get some pinneapple...