People never forget me. They always remember me. In good and bad ways. I could call it a gift. I don't want to call it a gift. I am just like she and him. Only I want to start a revolution. I am not a soldier. I won't listen to the silent rules. I want to break them. I want to scream, shout and sing. I want to walk in the rain. Alone and soaked. I want to see the world as it is. Especially the people. And the unknown places. I want to do the things my heart tells me to do. I want to be stupid. I want people to know me. And to let me be. Who ever I choose to be. I want to create a beautiful disaster.



zondag 1 augustus 2010

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