And then I remembered who always calmed me down in such situations 

Come Dejan, this body is yours. Try to break these bones if you can, try to tear these muscles if you can. Just.. Try to make me feel something

160 with the windows down and you don't feel the wind. Crazy shot to the injured elbow and you don't feel the pain 

Back and diving headfirst. Pool and a world of pain

guess them more i know, the less i wanna know. but seriously idiot, at least try to hide it

I don't believe it but I'm actually starving on holiday 

really, stop trying to make this a normal, functional family, it aint so, not for the longest time already. Whats really holding you two together? society pressure? obligation to family? responsibility? i really dont know

fucking hate europe. when will this torture fucking end. just travelling reminds me, just taking photos remind me, just argh fuck i cannot wait to get the fuck out of this ordeal. i hate everything about travelling

Goal is to be successful, not happy. You can't eat happiness

Never fail to know where to go to fuck myself up. Always with that subtle bullshit, just say it clear and straight and loud if you want ffs. In other news, day 3 of prison with parents over. Checked into Airbnb and I thought it was bad enough that it was gonna be both big bed and small bed in the same room. For some fuckhole of a reason, my dad said let my mum take the small bed and I share a big one with him. Wtf, aren't they like a married couple ffs

all those whining and griping, all those dreams you used to share, all those things that used to bug you and annoy you, all those aspirations, frustrations, and maybe even inspirations, you learn to hold them to yourself now. Hold them close and never divulge, maybe just between you and the next lucky strike

its like a fucking prison. i hate this, i hate eastern europe cause it reminds me of memories, i hate being dragged around to places i hate, its just so fucking sad. 10 days of this shit. used up all my small talks and fake smiles for the week in one day, so screwed. hate planning for airbnb (not to mention at the fucking last minute did they decide they want it) because of the last person i actually planned air bnb for. i fucking hate the feeling of this whole torture of ten days. what type of a holiday is it when your thought is back into the pool and in the past, your body is aching for a work out and you have to hide your body the whole damn time and just smile. smile that fucking smile that doesnt touch the eyes nor the heart, thank god for shades i guess.

First radnicki train my body, then my parents are going to train my patience. The beginning of this ten day hell

when you are feeling decently better, you always, ALWAYS know what to do to fuck it back up

goodbye is tough to say, especially when in our hearts we know its probably forever. But for kids and guys, a handshake and a hug will suffice. Its worse, when its someone with something special and all it was were false promises and a false hug, and they say airports have the truest emotion. fuck you tumblr and instagram bullshit posts.

Really should delete social media. Fucking at 5am thinking of all that subtle hints screaming "hey I'm single people, but imma say it in a subtle manner" just makes me feel like I'm in a hurry to be forgotten. Really, fuck me and fuck this whole thing. Said it myself but still having myself affected by all these shit. fucking sick of tears in a foreign land on a foreign bed. Somewhere down inside, I just feel I don't deserve this, that maybe it's enough to lead to this, it wasn't worth that much to you in the first place. And ffs (for fuck sake) I will NOT stand being confronted for what I post here, just reminds me of those fucking assholes back in jc whining and griping to my mum, side note, look, I still kick your asses even now so fuckyou all

Right now, I just want to forget and be forgotten. Remembering is pain and being remembered probably causes pain 

i dont wannt know know know know, whos taking you home home home

Whenever I'm feeling self destructive, I go there and take a look, and realize it's not about self destructing, it's about vanishing completely because I sincerely believe there are places that are happier if I didn't exist

You don't need Aprils fool when you are a fool

When you want to be known for your sporting achievement but you've lost your biggest fan. Who can forget how she spent your mum's birthday with her while you were busy somewhere else forgetting that she's getting older with the years