Oh well! Shit happens



Nothing goes as planned
Everything will break
People say goodbye
In their own special way
All that you can rely on
And all that you could fake
Will leave you in the morning
Come find you in the day
Oh, you’re in my veins, and I cannot get you out
Oh, you’re all I taste, at night inside of my mouth
Oh, you run away, cause I am not what you found
Oh, you’re in my veins, and I cannot get you out
Everything will changed
Nothing stays the same
Nobody is perfect
Oh, but everyone is to blame
All that you rely on
And all that you can save
Will leave you in the morning
Will find you in the day
Oh, you’re in my veins, and I cannot get you out
Oh, you’re all I taste, at night inside of my mouth
Oh, you run away, cause I am not what you found
Oh, you’re in my veins, and I cannot get you out
No I cannot get you out
No I cannot get you out
Oh no, I cannot get you out
No I cannot get you out
Everything is dark
It’s more than you could take
But you catch a glimpse of sunlight
Shining
Shining down on your face
Your face
On your face
Oh, you’re in my veins, and I cannot get you out
Oh, you’re all I taste, at night inside of my mouth
Oh, you run away, cause I am not what you found
Oh, you’re in my veins, and I cannot get you out
No, i cannot get you out
No, i cannot get you out...
Oh no, I cannot get you...

I want to watch this film so badly.

Casually numb


Is this "love means nothing" in tennis supposed to be cute or just dorky? I don't know but it's stuck in my head from the that stupid commercial.

It's been a long time. We haven't talked. I haven't written here. You have been checking it or if you have, you've become disappointed by seeing the same content. I miss our conversations, about films and things like that.

Kind of feel scared and hopeless with this script. I want it so badly to be materialized and turned into the vision I have in mind but it's too big of a project to undergo and too risky for asking people who would be interested to be involved - those who will want to travel home - I am feeling frustrated because of my inability in finishing it perfectly in a way that no one could say no to it. I can feel it so badly that it has a very good potential for something great. It is a story that should be told; leaving it untold would be a crime. Uh! It feels so numb, this moment, so casually numb.