IDONTGETITVERYMUCH

Hi! It’s me I’ll be doing lots of fashion giveaways on my personal Instagram account http://instagram.com/marcindiering and posting pictures from this account here. Hope you’ll like it and join me soon :) xx

We don’t have to be related to be a family - the strongest artillery on the Earth. Common enemy unites us all even if he doesn’t know when to cease fire, where are the boundries of self-esteem and overprotection. All good things come to an end as my last dream about fat old people with microphones getting inside my house through the windows at night. Yeah it was a good movie directed by my uncontrolled creativity, but I don’t want any awards for it, maybe just the Golden Raspberries for the worst actress and the main role. Hope, there will be no sequels of this shit. Oh, I’m fucking poet! Goodnight x

I won’t change the world.. but it sounded like I would. I feel underestimated and unpopular. I know, I souldn’t. For me, some thing became so hype and some are still waiting to be discovered. I’m not alone. I’m blueblooded and  torn.

One day I’ll find the peace…

Shit..

and the telephone rang and broke the mood :)

How is it to be 18 years old? I’m that old since 2 weeks and the one and only word that describes the whole situation is W E I R D. I didn’t think that it could be like this.

Since I have understood that I’m not a child anymore and whatever I’ll do makes me ready to suffer the consequences - everything has changed. Even if I’m still fighting within, I’ve become much patient. Now I’m listening to music and people.. I do(n’t) like very much. You see?

I started to writing this post about 2 hours ago, while listening to music which as I said, I don’t like but maybe we need time to everything cuz however there are some cool tracks on it..

Summing, today I realized that patience is a huge weapon, stereotypes are blind, some people just don’t know when to shut up their pretty faces and lift someone up but I doesn’t make me angry cuz I like ‘em as much as I do even if they don’t see it.

Is it time to re-visit psychotherapist?

Idon’tgetit x

I’m trying to keep writing all this things for my Tumblr, to be regular. Trust me because.. trust is the basis of our relationship. I have no idea how many people will read that [if you could show somehow me that your are here - do it], and I don’t want to be selfish but yesterday I turned 18! Yaay! Nope, It was nothing special for me. I’m just elder…

As you all know, on birthdays people get wishes, gifts and yup.. moneyy. I’ve got only the last thing and realized that In the future I’m going to have 18th birthday each month and I will not be going to work. So.. What to do?! I will not give you and myself any advice. I just have started to think about the future, future without any shovels, axes and hammers..

It’s hard to find something light and well-paid to do, but that’s my aim right now. I tried many things but maybe I didn’t do my best. We’ll see.. You’ll see.. I must fix my keyboard “H” doesn’t work sometimes.. a a!

Did you know that Sherlock Holmes is in a hospital? I’ve just read it in a newspaper.. What a world…

I took so much time to get me to a keyboard and write something own that someone probably will read. I mean.. Hopefully.. As I feel right now - begginings are hard. You have a lot of ideas, but you don’t know what to say, but I have a lot to say at a time when I don’t know how to share it with you, my Dear Reader. If I can call you like that..

I have never wanted to become a writer.. If I can call myself like that. Now, I have so much time to scribble around the internet, while laying on a bed with the lovely, broken body part - leg, getting mad about my auto-injections. Fun gifts for the Valentine’s Day, don’t you think?

Sick, how all my happiness of yesterday’s morning, turned into a darkness of the diagnosis at the start of the night… 

Sick the day I think much… Sorry, Since..

Hospitals are for the ill people, right now for me.. Nobody will ever think that this is a place where people are coming to laugh over their problems, to unintentionally make friends. It shouldn’t be strange for you, because they have the same interests, diseases, right? Funny? No. It’s sick!

I spent 5 hours waiting for my visit, meeting a father with his daughter with a broken wrist, sportswoman with a broken leg and absolutley outstanging, fun old couple. After the first 3 hours, I have eaten all of my rice cakes and drunk tomatoe juice. We were all dying for something to eat, drink and whatever hot. Could kill everyone out of the waiting room who’ll want to get inside the doctor’s office. For a minute I felt like I’m a character form the LOST. Weird? Naaah.. Sick, but why it touches that good people?

I cannot belive that all this bad stuff is chasing around and following us on the background of everyday. How the good things are interlacing with these bad. That’s right..sick, but consider where does it leading us? 

Sickee you later

M