Numylėtinis

It used to be a normal Tuesday evening .
But then I saw it.
I always used to think if someone breaks up with someone it´s o.k
U don´t have to make that Drama of it.
But Thank G-d .
Noone of my really close friends ever broke up.
Maybe because we were too young for real realations.
Or just because my close friends aren´t easy to have girls.


But now I know it´s not overdramatic.
And dear friend of mine I can imagine how u feel .
When everything u thought was so perfect and lovely falls ...
Like never something fell in ur life.
U are falling and u see no ground.
But darling u know :
I´ll be there to catch u ,
i´ll be waiting at the bottom for u to fall in my arms.
And I´ll hold u tight and I would never ever let u fall again.
But u will Darling.
Even if I wish u from my whole entire heart u don´t .
Because Life , Honey is about falling beeing catched and standing up.
And I believe in u .


And believe my Kochana ,
If I would live next to u ,
I would go and kick his ass ! ! ! ( Not even thinking about the No-touching-boys-rule :DD)
But I don´t .
And it hurts me that i can´t help u.
Because if u cry I want to cry too.
If u are sad I am sad too.
I know u since I was a little girly.
I spend the best moments of my life with u.
U are almost my Sister.



Honey after that time with u I love u even more than I loved u ever.
So please , let idiots be idiots ( german proverb ;) )

That´s us darling

U are amazing just the way U are ! 
And I love u ! <3 
:* :* :* :*
<3 
<3 <3
<3 <3 <3

!!!!!!

 Kad tik žinotumėt, 

Kaip visa tai nesvarbu. 

Nesvarbu. 

Nesvarbu...

Things so dear

 Mne nadojel Angliskij .
Mne nadojel nemezki.
Mne nadojela Germania .
I hotchetsa mne v Litvu.
Litva !
Strana moja , v kotorej ja ne rodilas .
I nemnogo o nej snaju.
Wetchnije wospominanija tolko chudesnije.
Kanikuli , otdich , morja, solnce i drusja.
Sori , Sawist i Sirki :)
I widjat moji litovci lutshe wsech kak ja ismenilas.
Oni snajut menja so wsech storon.
I hotchetsa mne shtobi bilo wsjo kak ranshe ,
kupatsa w holodnim morje , s sinemi gubami.
Jest moroshenoje i delat glupasti s detmi .
I nesnaju ptshemu menja dostala eta nostalgia .
Nu nemogu dumat o nitshem drugim eti dni.


Sewodnja ja bila jedinstwenaja w etom mire kotoraja wishla na ulizu
i sametela sapoch leta.
Ono uzhe nastupajet.
ETo sapoch perwich lutchej solnce kotorije prabiwajutsa tcheres serije obloka.
Goworja : swetlije wremena nastupajut.

I skuchaju ja po mojimi kochanimi Ewa & Emi <3
Spasibo eshjo ras sa albom .
Wi takije sladkije .
I ja was tak ljublju shto hotchetsa plakat.
I otchen otchen otchen nadejus shto smogu pojechat k wam wesnoj.
Duratshetsa w Trakaie <3 i pet karaoke !

Tolko teper kogda slushaju Orlovu ponemaju kak wsjo newashno.
Washno ljubit i bit radostnim !
Wsjo drugoje budet !


 

Emilius with u forever <3

With u my life is a party , Minnie ;*

Nevazhnost.

 Я бы говорила - детишки, не бойтесь ничего

Ни смерти, ни школы, ни плохих отценок..

Я бы говорила, детишки, если бы вы только знали,

как.. это все... неважно... неважно.. неважно...

я бы улыбалась им еще долго, долго

♥

Sunday evening Blues

Sunday evening,
I´m coughing like crazy.
But I´m feeling better,
I think `` depression `` is over.
It got warmer outside.
I tidied up and read a little.
Now i have to prepare for school tomorrow.
My mum is going out in the evening , so i´ll have time for myself.
A little Facebook , a movie and good music.
I  miss my lithuanian friends.
And it hurt me to wake up without them.
But that will pass.
I hope I can go to lithuania in Spring.
Make a photoshoot.
Enjoy the sun .
and walk trough the forrest .
Mmmh. thoughts about lithuania always make me  melancholical.
Maybe I am homesick for a country that isn´t even my birthcountry,
But it can be my homecountry , or ?
2day was a silent day.
Talked to Sophie, she always warms my heart up.
Mila is away for a vort and so i just sit here by my own and
i can say I love life again.
With all its difficulties.

  

                                    
                                                   I´m so freaking in love with that.
                                                             But maybe just
                                                           because it reminds me
                                           of Ewa and Emilia and my lovely Lithuania.

Free like a bird

I am sick.
Not only my throat is hurting .
I am sick of life.
I am not a Emo-depressed one saying that life is soooo bad.
But I can´t do it anymore I am sick of being.
The funny one and talking about shit everyday.
I mean the society is so skin deep.
My parents are fighting .
My mum is nervous.
My mum broke her arm.
And i just don´t wanna hear it anymore.
I have to be there i have to listen all the time but I don´t want anymore.
Is it so wrong that i just wann be a child.
Life was so easy u were small and innocent.
U didn´t knew how cruel the world is .
My heart is breaking it´s opression.
I just wanna sit in my room and listen to Alina Orlova the whole damn day.
And I pray for everyday to end.
Gosh how could i come this far ?
Why do I unlearned to love life?
I just want to feel life again.
Without worries and don´t think what´s gonna be tomorrow and whati have to do to say .
I know it´s wrong .
but i can´t help myself just looking on my life being so meaning empty.
I hope it´ll pass .
I hope it´s just that stressed Rebekka sitting in her room and listening to melancholical music who is writing this.
Is to be free -
too much i want ?
Free like a bird.