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UN NOVIO SOLO ME QUITARIA TIEMPO Y ESPACIO

J.G

CZECHIA 29.01.19

ST. VITUS CATHEDRAL

We visited Prague castle where you can find St.Vitus cathedral, climb to the top of the cathedral to find a beautiful view of Prague.

The foundations of the cathedral were built in 1344! And it took almost 600 years to finish

04|12|19

[059/100 days of productivity]

Read, read, and then read! 📖

That’s how I spent most of the afternoon, while also saving a little time for starting to organise my work and study for next week’s Latin literature oral test.

((That dark pink ghost is actually a bookmark my mother gave me when I was younger, that I recently found and decided to use again.))

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Books I’ve read this year!

• The Knife of Never Letting Go - Patrick Ness
• Percy Jackson 1 to 3 - Rick Riordan
• Songs of Innocence and Experience - William Blake
• Milk and Honey - Rupi Kaur
• Animal Farm - George Orwell
• 1984 - George Orwell
• Macbeth - Shakespeare
• The Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
• The Outsider - Albert Camus (not pictured)

Currently reading

• The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
• Mort - Terry Pratchett

I would never ruin others happiness, even it’s hurts.

Me

To discover you are so close, now–

The part of me that was seventeen,

Sitting in your car in the middle of the night,

Waiting and hoping,

Lives again.

To think that I could see you,

Watch the smile spread across your face,

Bask in the warmth of your laughter.

It’s intoxicating, maddening,

Lingering in the back of my mind and

Desperately trying to claw its way to the front.

Did you think of me,

When you moved here?

Did it fill you with the same quiet awe,

The same thrill?

Did you try to deny it too?

I know that the world is not trapped in your car in the middle of that night

When we were seventeen,

But if I somehow saw you again,

Could we be?

-LNE

Si te lastiman, no se llama amor.

-J.G-

Me duele haber corrido y no llegar, pero ahora se que el camino es la meta también. Nadie te enseña a ser fuerte pero te obligan

-J.G-

Siempre lucho por vivir estable, pero de nada me sirve, si todo parece estable pero nunca yo.

-J.G-

Almost dark academia.

I got into my college of choice.

Book: The Nazi Doctors, Medical Killing and the Psychology of Genocide.

Author: Robert Jay Lifton

I woke up to the obnoxious sound of my alarm beeping . I glanced at the clock  on the small white side table next to my bed. I was late for school again. I’m not exactly what most people would call a model student. I rolled out of bed, slipped on my gray tee shirt and black leggings. After that I made my way to my closet, put on my red cape then I said goodbye to my mouse named Gizmo. I found Gizmo on the streets a while ago and I decided to adopt him. My parents don’t know about him, I never really got the chance to tell them. My parents are barely home anyway. I walked down the old drafty stairs and put my brown satchel over my shoulder. I was not looking forward to school today. As I opened the door I felt the cool septembre breeze blow on my face. I walked up the big forest hill, down the long winding road. I passed by my favorite book store, and finally made it to school. I walked through the lobby and into the office. “Late again, Bolt?” Asked the lady at the front desk. I ignored her, took my late slip and got out of there as quickly as possible. People stared at me as I walked down the hall though that was nothing new. I’ve always been an outcast, maybe it’s because I wear a bright red cape everywhere I go, but the only reason I that thing is because it hides my tail.

Before we go any further I should  probably tell you about my tail. I was born with some type of  freak birth defect that caused me to have a long brown cat-like tail. But other then that I look pretty normal. Once I got to class I  found a seat in the back of the room. I sat down and mrs.P gave me a nasty look. She stared at me for a few more seconds. “Bolt I want to talk to you after class.” “Oh wonderful another lecture.” I mumbled sarcastically. “Anyway,” Mrs.P continued  “I hope everyone came prepared for our test today.”   I wanted to get up and tell her that I wasn’t at all prepared but before I could do anything everyone already had their test papers. I looked at the papers in front of me; none of this stuff made any sense. How  was I supposed to know the square root of twenty four? By the end of class my test was only half done. Even the answers I had filled out didn’t seem right. Needless to say my chances of getting a good grade were pretty low. My thoughts were interrupted by  the bell. I got out of my desk and heard Mrs.P’s stern voice call after me:” Bolt I said I wanted to talk to you after class remember?” I sat back down wondering what I did this time. “Bolt I wanted to you about your school work.” The moment she said that, I tuned her out. 

It’s not that I don’t care about my school work, It’s just that I’m too far behind to catch up at this point. Besides math has never been my strong suit.  Around thirty minutes later after giving me a long (almost unbearable) lecture Mrs.P said I could go to my next class. Thankfully that was english. I’ve always loved writing. Once I got to class I saw instructions written on the whiteboard: silent reading. I found a seat next to a blond kid named Sarah, she was one of the popular girls. I didn’t really know all that much about her. “Hi!” Sarah exclaimed enthusiastically. I was surprised by that because most people just ignore me. “Um… hi.” I replied awkwardly. “Excuse me class” the  teacher interrupted. “I would like to remind you that your book reports are due tomorrow.” l pulled out  half done report and started writing

Thanks for reading my story I really hope that you liked it! Constructive criticism is appreciated.   

Özgürlüğe kanat çırpan kelebek misali.. İplemez bir gülümsemeyle saldım gitti içimdeki #deliyi…"Demiş biri..

• Depression
• Anxiety
  
• Bipolar disorder
  
• ADHD
• Self Harmed
  
• Attempted Suicide
• Been Bullied
  
• Ran away
  
• Anorexic
• Bulimic
• Purge
  
• PTSD
• Abused
  
• Suffered many disorders at once
  
• Tried to be okay  
  

If you’re about to have a long way…why don’t you read? :)

I adore reading during a trip. Fascinating road atmosphere, relaxation, peace and quiet. A perfect time!

I keen on reading long texts, as I have enough time to go deeper into a plot.

Here are my fave Russian books to read in a plane, car, train and in any other transport:

1. Л. Улицкая “Зелёный шатер”

I’m not sure that there is an English version. I read in my native language. It was read in my early 20s, when I studied at University. A rich plot. Exciting details. I lived through characters’ problems, I was interested in their destinies. I love this book!

2. Б. Пастернак “Доктор Живаго”

I’ve already told you about this book. My diamond:)

3. А. Пушкин “Повести Белкина”

I guess you can find the English version. Well, it’s Pushkin. What else to say:)) great stories of a great writer:)

Read them all:)

Thank you!

Katya

Birth control, false pregnancy, and relationship mostly dead

I have been on birth control for about 6 years now, a common side effect after prolonged use of birth control is that i may not have a period from time to time. So I didnt know this because though I knew that’s a thing, I hasnt happened in the 6 years I have been using birth control, so when I missed my period over Thanksgiving I was slightly freaking out for obvious reasons. My s.o was with me during the holiday we went to my father’s for the break, and I was trying to keep it contained, but my s.o ended up seeing a search on my phone and made the connections. Ever since he has been distant and aggressive and bossy and it gets to me. I have take 2 pregnancy test and both where negative. I gues the main issue is that I need comfort and support cuase as a female still in college, a child is the last thing I’m wanting , and if I was pregnant a lot of choices and drama and stuff would have needed to be mad and I wasnt ready. But instead of comfort it felt like my s.o hated me , and would barely sleep next to me during the nights. The ride home my s.o seemed so annoyed and I got angry cuase I dent know what their promblem was but I was sick and tired of being distanced and treated for something that my s.o helped cuase.

My s.o pushed me to take the test at times I didnt want to, simplified the process to “I’m just asking you to pee on a stick” and other stuff. It’s one thing to ask me to do somthing , another to pester and demand I do it

I did it though cuase “I was acting like a child” and i even apologized

My s.o accepted , and nothing else.

After having a break down and calling my s.o out on not apologizing for their behavior, they provided and accuse and apologized

Everything would have been fine accept other than a good morning text I start every single conversation and they just give the response and ignore

I no longer where the necklace they game me

And when they say “i love you, baby, i miss you” i scoff because if they did i wouldnt feel so alone I wouldnt feel so much like we are mostly in the relationship due to obligations for winter break, cant enjoy a break with the person you broke up with riding down and hanging out and staying in your hours for 3 weeks.

Thanks for listening

If you’re gonna fall in love with me, you better know.

I won’t check your phone.

I won’t get mad when you go out with your friends.

I’ll understand you’re busy and can’t text back.

I won’t deny you sex as revenge.

I’ll learn all your favorite songs to sing along with you.

I’ll cook the chocolate cake you love when you had a bad day.

I’ll watch again that show I hate, just because you like it.

I’ll be nice with your family, even with those we can’t stand.

I’ll be friends with your friends but I’ll never forget they’re YOUR friends.

I’ll tell you “You look pretty” every time it cross my mind.

I won’t ask you to pay my dinner, and take me home every night.

I’ll keep in mind that videogame you’re obssess with, for your birthday gift.

But mostly…

I won’t call you back when you tell me you’re done with me.

I won’t be your friend after you break my heart.

I won’t take you after she breaks your heart.

And I definately won’t understand why you choose her.