maythwilight

I don't believe that i should paint the same as big artists such as Rembrandt or van goch, neighter should i paint like people that do it for hobby skils,but i sure believe that i should paint my own masterpice,my own creation for life,my artistic wey that will compare the levil of big artists.

So i am working in a customer service center in Tel Aviv...(god-this is too long!!) I dream about this place ,the people in it all the time ,seriously. and not in an erotic way! Can't really remember how it started.But i do know that i was wearing very weird kind of pants.They had a very soft cloth.very smooth. I can't forget the feeling that every time when they rub against my legs than suddenly at the same spots started to create some weird "pacmen" cockroaches.Every time...I succeeded to kill a few but the grew back in other scratched places. Than i saw a few friends which one of them is a bit bald.I must admit that my imagination rea

life is tougher every day. No meter how hard i try to tell myself to take a better attitude or something good i believe in and try making it,it maybe stays for 1 hour,and it doesn't meter how much people love me and how much i them,the day takes me always beck again to one fact: Suffer is a word for living  i reality it always was so.But for what?For "getting far by hard work"?...hmm? And, what happens if you lose yourself and don't believe in yourself with time pacing and situations were you have no control in,get stronger and stronger everyday and you smaller and smaller,until all is left in those situations is some sort of panic,your min