Gruas sime

Po e nis duke te te kerkuar ndjese! Ndjese per te gjitha mengjeset kur ngrihem nga shtrati rrembimthi pa falenderuar kohen qe me dhurohet, dhe nje mengjes me shume me ty! Dhe me kaq po e mbyll ndjesen. Tjeter gje doja te shtroja ne kete … Continue readingGruas sime

Notes from a drunk

I remember those periods during university when we were getting used so much to alcohol that we couldn’t distinguish drunkness, hangover and sobriety from each-other. We had built such a crazy routine that did not permit thinking or studying at all. At least this is … Continue readingNotes from a drunk