Mon Oct 23 08:23:11 CEST 2006


Sometimes you might think that you know somebody. She was only there. You talked to her but nothing else. It was only fun with her because you believe nobody else could understand you like she does.

She is different from everything else. She's not mainstream. She is... unique.

And then she is all around you. You go out with her and it is nice. You talked to her and think the world stands still.

I never felt that friendship is so import like right now. I will never miss her.

Posted by Sebastian Wieseler | Categories: personal notes |