Vrlo je izvjesno da imam sina, i da je napunio 12 godina u subotu. Jucer sam s njime po prvi puta razgovarao.
Pametan i senzitivan decko.
Voli praviti makete aviona, brodova i svakojakih drugih prometala. Kupio sam mu danas maketu za sastavljanje jedne tipicne nizozemske jedrilice. U drvu. Mozda ce mu to biti izazov, jer pretpostavljam da obicno radi s plastikom.
Ide u sesti razred i prolazi s 5.
I AM SO FUCKING SORRY I WAS NOT PART OF HIS LIFE BEFORE, but his mother made it damn difficult for me, because she did trick me into having a child and the law only recognises the fact that the child exists and cares not about individual responsibility.
There's no way I can make it legally established that her responsibility is at least 51% vs. mine (at least) 49%. Then we would not need to talk about the money.
I will not have any children with Maria. Maria is GONE. Maybe in 10, 20 years. I will find her in Venezuela, and I. WILL. LOOK. HER. IN. THE. EYES... AND FIND THE TRUTH.
I am too accomplished not to leave any trace in the history. Maybe somehting happens with the photography, with film, with writing, but it's a BIG MAYBE.
THERE IS NO BIGGER ART THAN BEING A GOOD PARENT and that Artistry has been denied to me.
Fuckin' Cesare Borgia. That's who I was in my previous life. And NOW? NOW? NOW I'M PAYING FOR IT.
WELL, MOTHERFUCKERS, I PAID ENOUGH.
I WANT TO SEE SOME FUCKING BLOOD!
dontmesswithmewhenimangry
Sretam ti rodjendan, Luka.
Post je objavljen 10.12.2007. u 21:03 sati.