***12th September 2oo8***

"Man Dat Z"

Which decision is the right one ... forbidden love or being a single?

- In Love W-

***6th September 2oo8***

"Party & Koks"

- In Love W-

***30th August 2oo8***

"Sticky and Sweet"

- In Love W-

***23th August 2oo8***

"2nd Vacation"

- In Love W-

**16th August 2oo8***

"Baby Is Born"

- In Love W-

***9th August 2oo8***

"The New Life"

How can we manage our way in the life?

I'm in love and very excited bout my new boyfriend. We lay together on the beach. It's very warm and I feel free. The only thing I have in my mind is to live together with him. Spend the whole life with him. But where? And I think his appartment is the best place for us ... yes, I was sure for the first time about my decision. How cool is this. Maybe not the first own home but the first place for our love. Only we both in one place.

This is how we want to go through our life. Extreme living ... Extreme loving ... Extreme passion. I'm living my dream and I'm falling in love. Completly.

The way back to germany was the same as the way to Poland. At the beginning I was totally into my Mr. Rock and did express those feelings in licking, kissing and a small BJ - for those who don't understand: Blowjob - sucking a dick - licking balls - and ... ehm, ok I'll stop. I don't think it's necessary to explain more about this. But we wouldn't be Rock & Star without a conflict. But this time I was the beast. I screamed like a monkey and was very agressive. But I can't understand his behaviour ... we talked 'bout my friend which wasn't even a date of me. But that's him ... my Mr. Rock. Jelous without an end.

Please work on it but do not be such a bitch as I was to him. Talk about his problems and trust your loverboy. Now I think it's a way of showing theirs feelings towards us. It's pretty shocking and not so delicious as flowers but still a proof.

- In Love W-

***2nd August 2oo8***

"Summer Love"

First Vacation ... are we supposed to survive or to enjoy it?

Yes, mine and Mr. Rocks first big adventure outside our four walls. The first aim was Poland, my motherhood. The way to it was in some way strange. Beginning like a romance with an unhappy ending. I don't know how to explain it but we're fighting against each other. I love but also hate him. He's too jealous. Even on my family and the dog. For him I'm supposed to have my eyes all over the time on him. Say "I Love You" every 5 minutes. Kiss after every furt.

The first pit stop was my grandmother. We did enjoy it till the evening as I said "hello" to my cousin. I was alone with him in another room and my Big Love did believe I kissed him as a lover. How sick is this?! That's very strange thing and in some way very paradox. I'm not that kind of person who has a specific sexual intentions towards my family ... for real, guys! But ok. Mr. Rock turned into a tornado and did get confused with me the whole time. It was over with love and all our feelings. Nothing positiv. Nothing.

It was a kind of nightmare. We did insult each other, screamed the whole time and cried because of the whole situation. I'm not able to explain this, I'm not and will never be. I met my real dad and my best friends. No one of them was very excited about my Mr. Rock - very sad. But after my days with family and friends was it at time for the Rock Time Vacation on the beach. We did explain much stuff and begane to love each other again. Our idea was it not to take a hotel room but to sleep in his car. Nice but very hard - hehe.

The first night begane as a romantic evening with self cooked potatoes by Mr. Rock. It was very delicious till he asked if I ever slept with my cousin in one bed. How sick is this!? I thought it was over with this topic but it seemed not. It was the first time I saw the agressiv Mr. Rock who wanted to beat me and screamed a lot. I was so much afraid of him like never before. The second nightmare during the fucking 4 days in Poland. How can it be? Is it better to let it will be?

It's not so easy for fresh couples to spend together vacation. It's kind of a surviving camp.What we know are days in the summer with our best friends. We do buy alcohol, smoke cigarettes and don't care 'bout each other. What counts is our next ONS-Boy, or not!? We rent a room so cheap as possible and live for the day. But this time was it a big difference. There was someone who did love me. Whatever, it was a time which did learn us so much for the next time as nothing else till now.

In my opinion you are supposed not to plan your first vacation. Be more spontanious and open for some adventures - Lara Croft does it always in her life.

- In Love W-

***26th July 2oo8***

"Already Bad"

"I know you thought you were the first, but I had already quenched my thirst, I was already bad."

- In Love W-

***19th July 2oo8***

"Highway To Love"

Does Love exist without pain?

Next week passed and we're still together. Loveparade 2oo8 in Dortmund was there and I missed this fuckin' party. There was the rain and there was the conflict. Me and my Mr. Rock got confused. Big damage, more drama and discussing without the end. How can it be?! I don't know the answer but I swear I love him. He's so jelous about other guys and even 'bout my dog - Dolce.

Sometimes it's too much for me and I think about breaking up but I can't. Love kills slowly. I hope he will change his point of view and the kind of thinking. He's checking up every step I take, every view on somebody or something. It's sick and it's gonna kill me and my attitude towards him. I'm very honest and faithfull. He's my luck and chance to be happy the whole life. There's no option for me like to love and be together with him, only with Mr. Rock. But he doesn't understand this.

Bond, James Bond ... ehm I mean Daniel Craig. This guy is fucking hot and one of the best Bonds ever, besides Sean Connery. But he's a hollywood star and married. So, I mean I'm able to have my own phantasies about Bond. Mr. Rock doesn't accept this. While watching "Casino Royal" he got freaky because I was excited about seeing Craig coming out of water.

I don't wanna believe this but sometimes it seemd to become a jail and not a relationship. I have to force him for getting more trust in me but how!? Force? Patience? Understanding? I think those are the keys into a real love. We all are supposed to change ourselves in the front of our partner. Do not control him, have trust and patience. Nobodys perfect and if you feel it you can manage it.

Do it baby do it on the beach. Do it in the bed. Do it in the car or just werever you are. Me and Mr. Rock got sex in his cabrio last time. In the background soundtrack from "Titanic" and we did real love and after this real fuck. It was healthy and something new for us. We need more new stuff in our realtionship ... we are supposed to forget about all those problems and just walk trhough our life.

So, give so much time your partners just needing ... be with him ... be for him ... be just there ... just you is you.

- In Love W-

***12th July 2oo8***

"Girls Day"

Time out with friends, bondage or ritual?

I Love It!!! I love to meet my friends, ehm my girls, without my boyfriend on my side and talk into early morning. This week was the time we needed for us. Three "girls" with twelve "beers". We went to our city creek and got drunk. I realized how important are my girls. I need those talks and funny moments. We were able to talk about everything. Now we can see how the real life can be. We're finished with school and begin to study. Own appartments and boyfriends. New friends and contacts. I hope our friendship will last for ever.

Patrycja aka Charlotte is the one who is very honest and decent. She did allready found her own way in life and has a straight way to go. She weill make it, I'm sure 'bout this. She is allways there for me and has an angel voice which makes me clear about my problems. She's happy with her boyfriend but she's not dependent.

Patry$ aka Miranda is our virgin. No sex. No boyfriend. No problems. She got her own appartment and is a happy party girl with enough place for enough beer. Our friendship isn't the same once it was. But sometimes I think it's better for us. Now we enjoy our walks with dogs and evenings with some alcohol while watchind DVDs. She's allways keeping cool but doesn't have so much experience in love as the others.

Jessy aka Carrie is our missing baby. She found her Mr. Big and wants to leave Germany. I'm happy for her and it's the best way to get a big chance and achieve something in her life. She allways dreamt about real love in a real life. Now, here he is! But she's away ...

So, for me is it a ritual and a necessary thing in our life. Everyone of us need friends. I allways enjoy to go out with them and to chill out. Now during my realtionship with Mr. Rock I'm not that Star anymore as I was before but I still find some freetime for them. It's pretty difficult but still able. When I grow up I wanna have ya guys, all of ya!

Luv' Ya & Need Ya Ma' Sista! 

- In Love W-

***5th July 2oo8***

"Dear Mr. Rock"

Has every special moment to be celebrated?

24th May was the day that we first met.

28th May was the day that we first had sex.

5th June was the day that we came together.

I'm glad about such a response and spending those days together with you. At our first date I wasn't looking fo what I found but I found you and I'm bound to and found happiness in being around you. I'm glad about making love to you, about the way you make me feel and it seems like you know how to blow my mind. In some way you're the perfect one who knows how to be the right men and hold my hand.

It was our day which we enjoyed. We went to a funfair and drove crash cars. Finally we watched fireworks because that's what Mr. Rock loves so much. It's quite funny how the first month of our relationship was. Full of ups and downs and I feel as it were 5 years behind us. Strange but still fabulous.

I think I'm in love, finally.

- In Love W-

***28th June 2oo8***

"Dolce Vita, Dolce Gusto or Just Dolce & Gabbana"

4 weeks, 2 mens & 1 baby - is this able?

And how, darling.

14th June 2oo8: "My biggest dream for now is to get a mops. Just a dog. I have my black leather jacket. I have my boyfriend with a black car. All I need is time and a black dog - mops."

Ok Baby & Now I Got My Baby. This Black Dog. This Black Mops. Yes, we bought him as it would be a single "Dolce Vita" or a coffe "Dolce Gusto" or just a pursuit of "Dolce & Gabbana" summer spring 2oo8 coLLection. I'm maybe crazy but I got my baby. It's over with the brooklyn bitch. Now I'm a real Diva. My own fucker bought or helped me with buying my black baby. I'm proud of him and very happy 'bout this kind of gift. After one month two mens get a baby - how sick is this.

I saw him and wanted him. I felt in love. For the second time in this realtionship. Now we're complete. Our family and the small Wojtu$ aka Samantha Jones is becoming Charlotte York. No, it must be a mistake. I can't become a mother. It's my baby but I'm not ready to live the american dream of an american family. He works and I do cook, or what tha fuck is this? We called him Dolce. Sweet. Baby.

Next point is jealousy of Mr. Rock. He's taking to much control over me. I don't wanna live in a cage or in a cell. I wanna live in love. Be happy & free. I'm not able to be unfaithfull and he doesn't understand this. He's very jealous about my dog and other guys who are looking at me. I don't care 'bout them. He's my number one and my big love. No matter what others do think about our realationship.

I'm afraid and shy of holding his hand in the public. I'm not ready to give up my old life for him. To take step into his world. Other city and different friends. At first I'm supposed to go study, find a job and get an own appartment. I'm not gonna walk from my parents jail into his jail. He's older and did many of experiences. Me not. I'm ready for a serious relationship and to live together with him but not in his house. I need to achieve something own at first.

Everytime I take a walk with our baby Mr. Rock thinks I'm unfaihtfull. I'm meeting other guys or date them. How sick is this? He's sick of jealousy. It's very extraordinary and is destroying step to step our realationship. It's the right time for a change. I need more time for and my own problems. I need a break. I don't want to break up but I need a distance from him and our common life. We said it's gonna be a week without calling or meeting. Does it work? No!

There still happens many coinsidance which are saying him I'm unfaithfull. Like while we call I'm talking to the dog and he thinks I'm talking to a boy. I'm not anserwing at night his calls and he thinks I went out but I was sleeping. Or I cancelled a meeting with Jessy to cut his hair because she forgot her scissors at work. Why does it happen to me, why?

But nevermind, the life must go on. We all need some feedback in our life. From Gods side or just our friends. My God is sick of me. My friends are gone, with their dogs or on vacation. So you just need yourself. Turn the music on and dance. Open a book and read. Take a camera and make pictures. Don't think over and over again about your problems. Shout out!

- In Love W-

***21st June 2oo8***

"The Prom"

Are we all finished with being a virgin after our Prom Night?

I think yes. I mean I was. I was finsihed with not saying "I Love You". I did it and I'm proud of it. No matter what will happen I was sure 'bout saying this. It was my night with my man. I was the Diva and he was my own Fucker. Everyone saw us together. Dancin' smokin' & kissin'. It was full of passion color and life. The real me. I'm real - someone special but still from the block. The right dosis of our special cookie food and percent of alcohol and we were in the world we call love. Patrycja did celebrate her half year realtionship with her cool boyfriend and I needed only 3 days to be one month with mine. Isn't this a paradox how deep my relationship to Mr. Rock is? I mean I know him for one month and I am able to take him with me to my Prom and celebrate this. I am able to start my big coming out in front of my ex school friends and teachers. I was in an extasy. I was grooving and feeling his person next to me. I felt something I never did before. Love. And that's maybe the reason for letting me to say "I Love You". I'm out. I'm not that independent anymore. I'm "married". Married with his feelings. Whatever, this night was very special to me and I did enjoy it. My mum was flirting, my friends were happy and everyone did love everyone. Loveparades next round and our love was everywhere. I got the greenlight and showed who I really am. Wojtu$ from the block. Diva and a great dancer. Junkie and loving by beloved. No one-way-tickets anymore. Just the reality, me and my fun. I think I had one of the greatest times of my life during this fuckin' 8 hours.

Bang Boom Bang - again.

This time was it negative. After our cookie food was me and Mr. Rock not able to sleep. We talked the whole night about us and our relationship. It sounded very nice 'till he got his big turn around. He began to cry and I was down. I don't know the real reason for this.  All I know is that I wasn't able to help him at this moment and I did one of the biggest mistakes of my life. He left me. Left me in the cold. All alone upon my room in my bed. He played his role and i was there. Sitting and crying. Just sad. No feelings. Nothing positive. Fear and cold. That was all i felt at this moment.

Bang Boom Bang - again.

This time was it positive. We talked to the end. I took a shower, put my best jeans on and went into his cabrio. We drove to our King - Burger King and bought a hot brownie with icecream. From one minute to the other I was the Billionaire Boy. BB. Baby. His Baby. And he mine. We spend this day on sleeping in a park and just chillin'. We enjoyed what we passed. Our love.

You can't never give up, never. Just wait for your own Bang Boom Bang - over and over again.

- In Love W-

***14th June 2oo8***

"All I Need Is Time"

Does "I Love You" mean "I'll be faithfull"?

One of the most deepest weeks in my life. Not only because of his in and out in my Baby Poo but also because of his in and out in my brain. We can talk about everything - means sex, feelings, life, past and the future or just about ourselves. We are fallen in love, both.  Party after party, meetings after meetings and cigarettes after sex. I'm very happy and glad about our relationship and about this how we handle with each other. He's a fucker but I always dreamt of having one. But the lovely Mr. Rock is supposed to be only my own fucker and I'm not able to share him with other bitches.

One night, great sex. Many kisses, so much fun. Orgasm and satisfaction. It was perfect. It was deep. It was something very special and maybe our best sex till now. And then he said this. He said something I was afraid of at most. I felt this and knew he's gonna tell me his secret. I Love You.

Bang Boom Bang, Baby! Now I'm over and he is the one who did shoot Andy Warhol in reality. I couldn't answer and he didn't expect this from me. I'm honest to him and very happy about having such a great boyfriend. I always think about him and I won't never cheat on him - that's sure. The next step is trust and I got it. Yes, I think I can trust him. I really hope. But he doesn't. He needs more time and isn't able to put it into me.

But that's how mans do think after they fall in love. They are afraid of putting their being a "fucker" on the side. It's a fear of loosing their position as an independent person who is able to fuck with everybody and everytime. Just let them think they're still "fuckers" and the leaders of their own but in the reality they are ours. We got their hearts so we got them only for us, sometimes. Some of us need more time to trust somebody or just to say I Love You but it's enough to feel this in our deepest corner of heart. You don't need to say this over and over again. It's supposed to be something very special and shouldn't become just words. I did something to want him my body and I did something what let him say I Love You. Now I'm proud of myself and know I have more to give as just my pictures.

My biggest dream for now is to get a mops. Just a dog. I have my black leather jacket. I have my boyfriend with a black car. All I need is time and a black dog - mops. Friday is my prom and I'm going there with Mr. Rock. I'm curious 'bout this night. I'm not a virgin but I'm still in love, baby. I'm gonna make a peepshow, freakshow.

As I wrote never trust a fucker I just meant give them more time. They all can change. They really can if they only want to. They think they are cold as fire but no. They are just hot as ice. Fuckery is their business but you are supposed to take care 'bout this, your fingers might get burn. Give more time, trust and then say I Love You.

- In Love W-

***7th June 2oo8***

"Mind Body & Soul"

Is a perfect mind, body & soul connection automatically a relationship?

Second week with my Mr. Rock, second week full of passion and second week which makes me clear about my feelings towards him. It's over with a trip like with one of my dates. We made a shopping tour, I met rest of his friends and I began to give him my last 30 of 100 %. He got my parents and best friend to know and we talked about stuff like future. Future? Is it possible to think about future and life in next years with someone who i know for two weeks ...

Two weeks ago I would say NO but now I think it is possible. I'm becoming a slave of my own feelings. I wish it's real and not just a fake.

I'm finished with my highschool. Now the real life begins. New job, own appartment and studying. It's over with shaking my ass on the street at early morning. But I'm still outrageous. In my sexy jeans. On my shopping tour. When I move my body or I'm at a party. I begin my own world tour into my own life. And there's still a place for a lovely boyfriend who will fullfill my plans. I'm afraid of it but I'm not gonna give up. Only winners do live as Kings & Queens. The Fabulous Diva. Just call my name and I'll be there, no matter how much do I care.

We spend a lot of time together. We both were high and got the best breakfast i could ever dream of. Smell, smoke & music. I enjoyed those hours with someone who's perfect ... maybe. Our minds and souls do perfectly stick together but the body-party like sex is our problem. I'm not good enough for him and there's still a feeling of fear of being unfaithfull - he's apart not mines. We can talk, we can laugh and we can enjoy our time we spend together. I like his friends and they do like me. We're collecting strewberries together, we watch a DVD in park at 3am and are fullfilled with our personalities. But the biggest problem is to get fucked by him. I know it's my problem. There's still a wall between us but I'm not even able to break through it. I got the best mind and soul connection between us but our bodies are still searching for the best way to get stick together. We took the first step and talked about this but it's not enough. Now is the time for my biggest chance I'm supposed to take. But how?

Every of my fuckers had another philosophy of fucking me. One of them took my body the other one took my brain. Mr. Rock takes both of my parts. He's even the perfect one and doesn't forget about the another part of my person. He puts his whole mind like body and feelings into mine and do fuck me. And me as the small one, younger and not enough outed makes the big mistake and runs away like a mouse from a cat. For my parents he's a macho and someone who makes me happy, for Patrycja he's just a cool guy I was always looking for and for me ... ? For me he's my big chance to get finished with the search for a big love. For someone who gives me a feeling of being sure, beloved and just wanted by him. He drives me crazy and takes the feeling of a brooklyn bitch away.

Everytime I take a look at him my heart beats so strong and I feel winded up. Yeah, those are my feelings. And I'm afraid of it. Is this love? Real love? I can't answer this question but I already know it. I can get nasty without being ashamed of my beauty by showing what I got. This will become my new strategy. Either he loves or he doesn't.

We all do believe in love but when it's getting serious we can't take it as a reality. We wish to wake up and are waiting for something what could destroy it. Everyone has his wings but only the minority is able to spread them and fly away into the world we call perfect love. Some of us observate this as a jail and not as a holiday, and that's the biggest mistake. Whatever, I'm not everyone. But everyone is everyone.

- In Love W-

***31st Mai 2oo8***

"3 Chances"

3 chances ... is this reality, coinsidance or fake?

My week. 7 days full of passion, dates, alcohol, cigarettes & sex. I spend those days with my birthday boy - fucker number three. Patrycja wished me a polish guy, Annika a redhead & Olga a dreamboy. And now here he is Mr. Rock and I'm becoming the star. We watched many movies, kissed a lot and finally did have sex. A wonderfull sex, besides small problem. A really small problem but whatever. Who tha fuck cares about the inches ... me?

The first time was good. But after 20 minutes he stoped and throught me away. He meant I would force myself and act during our sex. But does it make sense to give everything of your love, feelings and tricks on the first sex? I'm not able to do this and I need more time for getting warm. A small warm - up is always a good idea for fresh couples. We talked about this situation and got a conclusion which opened the door for the next round. The perfect one. I had my first landing on the moon and Mr. Rock saw who I really am. Sexy, Cool & Provocative Diva, full of secrets and my baby has also a secret. He's a fucker and doesn't believe in love and isn't able to have a realtionship. His family is a little bit crazy, his friends are extraordinary and he's a person with a big heart and strong nerves.

I love the way he touches me. I love the way he kisses me. I love the way he talks to me.

Someone with brain and much more behind his macho fassade. The third person I allowed to touch me and take a look behind the wall of Wojciech Trzcinski. He's not perfect and not the typicall kind of a guy I like to have but he has something else I like or maybe love. All I wanted were flowers and my biggest fear was to express my feelings in the public. Next morning I got my flowers and i held his hand during a walk in a park. My wishes and dreams are becoming reality but that's what I'm afraid of. Will this be my third chance or just one of many fuckers?

I wish I found it. I really wish but I do not believe. I have three best friends, I have three cigarettes in my package and I found my third chance to become happy. Will this last or just disappear like my money from my pocket after the first week and big shopping tour? We all do want to be finished with this stuff. Dates, experiences & new people but it's like a drug and we always get back into our old clichee on the search for something new. A realtionship is only a kind of rehab we go to and not everybody is able for a check - in without a back - flight ticket. Falling in love is a dream, then it becomes reality and at the end it seems to be a nightmare. You wish to wake up and be back in your old world. Only you with your stuff.

Everybody get his chances. Three or even more. Bur not everybody does use it. We always wait for something better. Maybe should we open our hearts so wide that the other person will see his third chance in us. When not the pain will grow and our heart will get an extra bonus lock for the next one to open.  

- In Love W-

***24th Mai 2oo8***

"A Neverending Story"

Date, bless or curse?

A new day, a new boy & a new chance. That's how my week sound.

It begun with a freak. A kind of stalker who was sure 'bout love forward my person. For him I am someone special and he wanted to spend his life with me. Isn't this terrible? I'm not sure 'bout my plans for the rest of my life. I'm even 20 years old & should become a mongan partner for someone. Smaller than me, turkish delight with green eyes & no idea 'bout real life. Idon't think so. He wasn't stupid as he seemed to be. After I gave him the first hints 'bout my unsure like towards him, he found a story 'bout a tumor in his head, 'bout his rest in a hospital and many other things. Was it supposed to become a mercy fuck?! No, I'm too young for this shit. I wrote a sms and broke the contact up.

Friday, my birthday. 20. Sexy 20. Fuckin' Super Sweet 20. All I got were 2 dates at one evening and a new one, coming up after my party. It begung with an old menagger. His got? 1,5 L real Champagne. Not bad, I thought. After 3 hours listening too short stories 'bout his life and meetings with models I was sick of him. It was time to take a look on the future with my second "date".

A friend of my mum. But was he a "date"? I'm not sure 'bout this. His gift was a bottle beer and a nice small talk. After a while was it borring to listen how great my mum is. I mean, I know this women & we have many similarities but who tha fuck talks 'bout your mum & you. Not you date, come on please. You can talk 'bout the place you want to spend the night with him, 'bout your plans of your career but not 'bout your mum. Maybe was it the proofe for a "not - date". Whatever, we all are supposed to have a plan B.

Mine was internet & luck. We started with talking 'bout just having sex & having some fun without bondage. How does it look like today? A beautiful day, we call "date", in a cabrio with many bottles of beer and a delicious cocktajil. A samll talk without talking 'bout my mum or other freaky things. He's a rockstar. Star I'm looking for. Having fun, talking, laughing. Not the cutest one but with a charme and great karma. I have cigarettes, he has joints ... I have aspirin, he has speed ... I have beauty, he has charm. The beauty & the beast?! Maybe, but I hpe it will last, not only for a one fuck. One night.

We all are supposed to get this chance & meet so many guys it's only possible. Ofcourse, it was my birthday but our god does have more heart for us as we do believe. Everyday is a new day. New chance. New experience. Every guy is totally different & has different interests. There are freaks, stalkers, dreamboys but also the typicall "I'm Gonna Fuck You Daddies". I do believe in myslef. I do believe in my smile. I do believe in my style. I do believe in my ass. Is it wrong? No, it are the best weapons for a date. But love & falling in it is my biggest enemy. Take a distance, show you're unreachable. I hope I'm gonna enjoy my week with Mr. Cadillac without any dissapointments.

- In Love W-

***17th Mai 2oo8***

"The Great Journey"

Do we all have the great journey in our life?

My own did begin since i was born. Many friends, many lovers and many dissapointments. Just to kill the time and for the feeling we call orgasm. Yesterday I met someone and did date him and now, after 24 hours, hes sure about his feelings, wants to be together with me, fly for 3 weeks to Istanbul and give me everything I want. He expresses his thoughts and feelings with more than 40 sms and 20 calls a day. How do we call that ... Dreamboy or Freak?! Where did i find someone like that? In a flirt community! I was there for 4 hours and got over 400 messages. Only freaks, grandfathers and fakers. My choice had the luck I was sick of being alone at this evening and the great lust for a Mai Tai.

My best friends boyfriend is a smart guy, he studies, has a band and calls her everytime shes needing that. Not too often ... sometimes maybe too rare. But guys are just unable to find the perfect timing and number of calls. But shes still happy and knows how to deal with it. Patrycja is always keeping cool and knows whats the best for her. She doesn't think about the shit like, what is he doing when they're not together or what does he feel without writing sms.

Jess, my second best friend found her Mr. Big and wants to move to spain.  There's waiting a Villa, Cars, Money, Fame, Sun and many fuckin' hot chicos for her. The deal is my vacation there. Maybe the great journey I'm waitng for. Without freaks like American Soldier, Turkish Delight or Judes. I need more freedom after the unsucessfull OP with Dr. House. Something different. Something new. Something more fabulous. Or just maybe someone.

What i know is that we can't believe in everything the fuckers are saying to us. There's even none perfect mister for the perfect miss. We can search, we can fuck and we can do what we want but the best way to find the great journey is just to let it will be. Next week is my birthday and I hope I'm gonna spend it with my friends and maybe a delicious Mojito. Patrycja knows what I mean, Baby!

- In Love W-

***3rd Mai 2oo8***

"In And Out The Zone"

Is there always an In & Out of The Zone?

I think yes. Few weeks ago i began to be the lucky one who is called Not-A-Single anymore but after a while there was the great brake up. What was the reason for this? I don't know but I'm pretty sure it wasn't me this time. Thank God i do have many of friends who are taking care about me. It's very important to have them for spending some time together drinking alcohol, smoking cigarettes and watching fucking girly movies, where everything seems to be perfect and where we can watch someones story of his life as a rebellion. If you are the one who was sure about this relationship and wanted to keep on being together with this fucker, don't call him or talk to him. Just stop it and ignore this person. It's time for a new haircut and some sex-dates, yes baby, that's the best way to show how good you are and how much he does miss in his life.

We all dream of a relationship and the big love, but the question is for what!? I mean, our life is too short to spend it only with one person, one dick and one lips. We have to become more stronger, put our best clothes on and try to do the best thing we are able to. My message is, it is too late and i can't wait for you to be gone ... I'm wondering how I did believe in all these lies you said to me. About Love. About Sex. About Me. Get out, right now and do take care 'bout your stuff.

Whatever, my ex-boyfriend is back on christmas this year. Hello?! I'll take this chance and gonna enjoy my great sex. Merry Christmas, Baby!

- In Love W-