Evi Szabo

e.'s Life. Stories, fashion. Music, art. Love and photos.

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We are alter egos.

Above: my best friend, Adam.

Below: HE! (Adam too;))

...and me. 

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Ink fashion drawing.

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A song from him.

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Sprechen sie Deutsch?

Sorry for my english...(and my german too.)

I got a fantastic possibility. I moving to Germany in December. I hope.

He lives in here and he offered  to me, that I should going to. Do you speak german, because I'm not. Just a little. But now I learning.

It's like a fairytale: I will with him and I will can earn enough money for my dreams.

I'm so excited and I'm afraid too. A new country, maybe new friends. A new life. Foreign languages and people.

Always I wanna be globetrotter. Oh my god...Good luck for me!

tsók,e.

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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?

Mark Renton

Trainspotting.

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The best place in Düsseldorf. The best place in the world. 

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Ohh sh*t!, so the "funny" sport.

So sorry for my english...

The most important thing, that I hate calories. And it's not a simple hatred. I REALLY hate it.

I hope, everybody know IKEA and IKEA's hot-dog. It's amazing. The best!

Today morning, my mom brought for me.. I thought: F*UCK, diet! And I ate..One,two...

Of course I had a remorse. Therefore I started a fitness exercise. It was strong, hard, incomprehensible. I missed. I had hurt. I wanted return on the floor fastly! I was a big momentum... I punched my head. I think I was a little concussion of the brain.

I hate sports too.

tsók,e.

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long skirt zoo. semi-finished.

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My home, Budapest.

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Düsseldorf time.

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One week Love.

Oh, my holly english...

I owe a story for my wonderful week. When I had freedom, I traveld to Düsseldorf, Germany to Adam.

It was the most amazing week. He is perfect, he given for me everything. When we are together, we have an own world. An glittery, beautiful world.

We was together, we played, walked, laughed. Then, I learned the feeling, what is the boundless happiness.

tsók, e.

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They are the... style, endurance, icon, fashion. Everything.

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I think, I have a problem.

You know, sorry for my english...

Every girl know the feeling, that I'm fat. Is there anyone, who not fat, just thinking this. It's an eternal problem. But I was/am fat really.

I started a diet about a year ago. I didn't eat carbohydrate and I saw the result. I losed 30 kilogrames. And now, I'm not happy.

I'm happy when I see my bones, but it's my only happiness. I eating more less and less. I have some binge day and sometimes fast days. Who know what means these words, maybe has problem too. I looking pictures about beautiful and skinny womens and I wanna be like they.

If I looking at myself in the mirror, I will be sad and crying and I think I'm ugly and disgusting. I want lose more, more, more weight!

I can't ending my diet. And now, it's not a diet. It's will be my passion.

tsók,e.

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Boys, you must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all. Thoreau said, "Most men lead lives of quiet desperation." Don't be resigned to that. Break out!

John Keating,

Dead Poets Society

by N.H. Kleinbaum

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Mr. Rotten be my husband.

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My own Fireworks.

I had the Hope, I had a job, I had some friends and I had my dreams. Although I didn't get closer to that. I knew it's not a perfect life, but I thought it's a life at least. And I have some pencils and papers...

And something happened... I met Him.

It's a long story, and it's not important. Before I thought I'm not alone and I didn't need to boyfriend. And it's correct now too. I don't need to boyfriend.

I need to Adam. (Yeah, my name is Eva.)

When we have the first date, was an Fireworks. I don't remember fireworks, but ever since my life became more colorful. He recolored the sky. And the sky was full of bright dots.

He give back everything. I started drawing again. I became myself again. And I believe the Pink Elephants again.

So, thank you, Kid!

tsók, e.

PS: sorry for my english...