midnigth - new years eve
This year the dear one trashed me, left me, got rid of me - so it was even more difficult. 
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i have decided to control myself to get alive. i start with taking pictures of myself, to realise the body, the face i wear - changing and being honest. maybe if i can read the surface, it will be easier to handle the issues hidden deep inside too.
How does it feel inside your head when you „remember” something?
We see everything in a glass. Now you’ve glimpsed the other side through the glass. I can’t polish the whole looking–glass. If I could, you might have seen even more, but then you would no longer see yourself.
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