svētdiena, 2012. gada 25. marts

We are the broken people.

Yeah, I'm really slow, but somehow only now I realise what is my kind of people. Those are the broken people. I just feel them so well and just as well they feel me. The connection through shared pain is strong. It doesn't mean all my friends are broken. Luckily, no. But quite a few of them are. Strong, smart, kind and happy outside. Broken somewhere deep inside.