Ok, I don't really get it. I mean, I'm not sure whose fault it is, but every time we all fail and do stupid things, that girl is the one, who dissapoints me the most. It is sad, because I really don't expect anything big, any acts of altruism or maturity - it is not the case. And somehow she is still able to make me feel all alone. Every. single time.
Perhaps it's because the rest of us prefer to move near the edges, to feel this hints of danger, and she is more or less in the safe middle, just like me. And she just loves to turn her back and say 'I don't care, it's not my problem' while it more her problem than mine.
And I can't really decide, whether I like Yeats or not. I mean, his rhymes are kind of simple and after some time annoying, but some verses are just... woah, they are spells. they have this power.
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