It has been such crazy days. So much to do, so much to love, so much to miss and so much to live.
What I miss the most? The adventures. I can honestly say I'm an adventure-holic. When one is over, the next one better come quickly. Can't wait for the road trips, travels - mostly MALTA, the school to end, good weather, happy faces, extreme feelings and new people.
There was a feeling that my inspiration has run dry.
Sometimes you have to do what Universe tells you. Grab somebody's hand and run. Fucking run. You'll never know... maybe the person is the fresh air you needed, the good friend you were dreaming about or the person who will simply just make your everyday life more interesting. Even if he or she is too good to be true. Trust life a little bit more. Stop controlling. Start free falling.