HelluvaGirl

This is not a diary any more

Tag: loneliness

Bow Down

It was a beautiful spring night a year ago. Mrs. Nielsen was visiting. We soaked ourselves in booze, got into adventures all over Lithuania and had the time of our lives, as it happens when we hook up with her. That night, we went to a concert at the National Philharmonic Hall.

Still Life

There are loves that leave you out of balance. Loves that make you smile years after they pass. The ones you chat about with old friends. The others that are better forgotten. And I think some people, once in their lifetime, find themselves in a firestorm of unearthly nature.

Man on the Moon

calling out to planet sisyphus

you know how it feels to be strange stars scattered across the universe with orbits that never cross paths we are strange planets with memories of being people who walk the earth look into each other’s eyes fall in love have we ever been that? have we been anything else but those huge rocks with […]

Fate

I flew away, leaving the ocean behind my back. Its endless surface was glimmering at the perennial moonshine, covered by vast comforting darkness, undisturbed by human sounds or the wind. The smell of the sea – it follows you no matter how far away you go. It lingers on your skin and drenches into your spirit. 

Watching

Always been convinced I was special to you in certain ways. The only one. In several aspects. Beginning to see I am not – do I dramatise it? Hm… I guess no sense. I’m just surprised how perfectly life draws a veil on our perception and timely conceals certain shades of reality from our judgement. […]

The Centre of the World

I have been overestimating the amount of time I have. We are born, we die. And though I’ve been approaching the simplicity and the marvel of the notion in my own pace since childhood, I still tend to get lost in distractions.

On the Mismatch

I feel it now. I’ve been feeling it the past months; yet only now I know the words for it.

And If My Heart Should Somehow Stop

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0O0Avz-aO0 I wonder

Of Animals

I’ve been disciplining myself; I’ve been instilling the skill of discretion to the point of becoming afraid to write what I thought or felt, even in my private folders and journals. It was like my stream of inner voices was safer locked, muted, kept in a ward-sized plexiglass box which I’d pass swiftly in the […]