Sorry you’re not a winner with the air so cold and a mind so bitter
What have you got to lose but false intentions and a life so pretentious?

...i open my tearful eyes,.. every morning becomes a day, and every day becomes a night... i know a lot of ways to choke of wistful thoughts and to sleep all day long... well, can anybody say me, when i touch my cheeks and dont feel a moisture on..? so.., its just another method  to express my own soul... there arent any high-flown words... it will be a clear life.., my life...
i want to say forgive me.., the following my notes will be only for me.., i close every article...

... note to self: please try again, insert your coin...

..what do u think..?