A milion persons with one thought is fashion. One person with a milion thoughts is art.

Everytime I see someone with colorful pants I get so jealous. I've only found tuquoise here in Czech Republic and it's killing me. Maybe it's not so popular nowadays but I want! SO BAD! Yellow, red, green... It just doesn't seem to excist.

The world isn't fair. It never has, will never be.

I seriously have to practice my singing. I wan't to sound like more Gerard... It's hard with my pale voice. It's just to practice, and since I sing best in the shower.... SHOWER HERE I COME! No but I seriously do.

I've moved my life from FaceBook to Twitter nowadays and I sort of enjoy it, I've found so many amazing Killjoys out there!

I feel like playing X-Box, shoot some zombies, kill some soldiers. I seriously do! I want to go to my cousines house and steal his X-Box. I'm like a boss!

I still haven't fixed the photos from yesterday. I don't feel like it for the moments so whatever. I don't feel for so many things. Just these small things that makes me happy.

My shoes are back! YEY! I can finally walk again.

I have to fix my Skype soon. It's killing me not to able to talk with Idya. Live.

Haha, I try to make it look like I write alot through doing so much space between the sentice.

This is it. Bye!/care.