Profil blogera.
| Lokalizacja | Andernach |
| Główny blog | lukaszdiary.blogi.pl » |
| Data urodzenia | 1983-11-13 |
| Wiek | 41 lat |
| Ostatnia aktywność | w ciągu ostatnich 7 dni |
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One of our main song, which we sang very often, middle part together....
So unreal sad and painful.
Znowu noc
Przez palce leci czas
Zimny koc Papieros dawno zgasł
I wiem, że los nie wart nawet grosza
Więc czekam po blady świt
Na tych kilka słów Weź się w garść, wytrzyj łzy
Dobrze wiem Od wczoraj ze mnie drwi
Ten twój men Jest tak głupi jak ty
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One of our song. One of our firts song. With my transation. What a words. How dear Mirek knew?
Nie o uśmiech mi chodziBo się śmiałaś nie razAle o to, co kiedyś utworzyło się w nasCoś co przyszło tak nagleI odeszło jak wiatrCzego w życiu najbardziej mi brak
W taką, w taką ciszeWszystkie gwiazdy na niebie wyliczęCiebie, Ciebie wołamAle cisza i pustka dookoła
Przychodziłaś, (...)
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Song where Juleczk instead of "jeden żar" śpiewała "jeden dwa". The most common song in last weeks, Julcia liked it very much.
Noc się kiedyś skończy,więc chodźmy zanim znajdą nas
To ostatni szept, nim będzie nasz ostatni raz Potem możesz być, najbardziej niecierpliwa ja Wezmę z twoich rąk, to wszystko co mi dasz
To na naszej drodze, rozstąpi się morze
Będę wierzyć ż (...)
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1,5 years of unreal hapiness, of being the most lucky, happy man in the world. Plain acitivity every day, which made me feel like in heaven. I will never stop dreaming that it can come back. In few months, few years, but will come. Never will stop dreaming that my Sweetie, my Juleczka, Julcia, Julunia will forgive me.
Who will:
- stay during the night and lo (...)
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All your letter is about money and lie. You dont make any effort to understand me, my past, what these events is my life made in my mind and how scarry I was to face truth not to lose you. You didnt even one percent try to understand my sick behaving. You dont listen to me words, what I say, write now. For you it means nothing. You focused only at lies I made. I try to understand t (...)
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Food, sounds like sth not worthy to talk about. Its just eating. No, it isnt. It was like this before meeting Julcia, and came back again now when She is not here. But with J was always sth important, eat with someone beloved made from food a masterpiece.
After dead of my Mother, when i became alone, i didnt care about food. I usually ate plain sandwiches or bought at shop ready t (...)
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We are not a typical couple. We didnt need to much to feel like in heaven. We had many places we loved to go. Wvwn though because of pandemy many places were closed, we found our ways.
- Las Bielanski, our favourite. We have been there many many times. Since the beginning, march 2020. I told Julcia we have big forest 20 min from our flat and she didnt need to be encouraged (...)
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I suspected that it will be difficutllt, but never thought that soul can suffer in this way.
I had few lost in my life. I lost my normal childhood in some kind of meaning, because of my father. Then i lost my mother, She had a cancer and i took care of Her in last few months of live and then survived Her death.
But this kind of lost which is happening now, i cannot compare (...)
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The deepest whole of nothing I have ever been.
The biggest pain in heart I could imagine.
Eyes have no more power to put more tears.
Last days I am not able to stand on.
I am not.able to make a dinner, to go the shop, I am not.able to make laundry.
I dont know how is She. If She is fine, because for her that was not real love and she easily found her way, has a n (...)
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First Christmas without word "love". And till the end of life only such left...
From birthday till 2013 - Christmas with my Family. With Mum who always took care about everything. Who holded family as a one part. It was not brilliant time. Many urgements. Mother and Father who whole year were not so close. By one table... I didnt like Christmas. I didnt like when they/we u (...)
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