(via most-awkward-moments)
I TRY TO BECOME LESS LIKE YOU
Why are we always looking for a sense in everything we do? Why does our life have to make sense in order to be worthwhile. Who makes these rules? And why do I feel the need to please everybody except I. Why is it so hard to breathe sometimes? And why do I get bashed for feeling the way I feel?! I am supposed to be a reasonable adult, who just fits in, but all I know - I am not.

The Olympic Games are not of any interest for me. Just keep dopin’ and hopin’ for the winning, but nothing honestly good comes from this farce.
ABSOLUTE GIGANTEN

Klick my heels
Make a wish
experience how it feels
to be a fish
swimming against the tide
:)