Born Rebel

working. first time in.... i dont even remember, one month maby? more? no idea. im lucky tho. i have a calm night here. feels good. a calm night for a start up. altho i wonder, how long time will i stay here? not long if im right. many changes have been here. and sometings will never change. im supriced. people will never change, no matter how many times they have anyone telling them whats right and wrong.

nights. my favorite. i love the night, im not a morning person. and... my question, that i hate, maby i can start answer that one now, or tomorrow. i have work to do, work with everything. accepting. but, i think theres one thing i will never accept, how hard i work to do it.

why are we walking around eachother in circles? why are we talking in riddles and why are we saying some things to one and other? you are the damanding side, im the giving side. when will you answer my questions when i always answer yours. i need answers like you, altho i wonder, why, why do you need answers so much? i can read people, remember that. eyes are open books if i wanna read them. but sometimes, i rather not. sometimes, i walk away. for beeing safe. but you, our eyes are and will always be open as a book for me, even your voice. i wonder, have u told me more things then u ever told anyone before? will you understand that this text is to you, a way for me to say whats on my mind and making u understand that u have to start give back. i know a few things tho, but i wonder, how deep do thouse things go? is it deaper then i think and more deap then u wanna edmit? sometimes i think so, sometimes i dont.

walks. i miss my late walks. i need to go back to them. ive been lazy, fucked up my food aswell, havent eaten as much as im supposed to, but who gives a fuck really. think that ive been fat again.