Po citoj ato që tha kurti
"endrra" me madhe per mua tani eshte qe nje dite, nje fucking dite, vetem nje fuckin here, just one motherfucking time when i call per parat qe paguaj per elektrik, per insurance, per ineternet sevice, per cable service, me banken qe ta dij pse jam overcharched, vetem njehere e kam enderr qe te flas me nje njeri, por vetem zeri i rrobotave del kudo: pres one if... press two if...press three if you're going insane, but still no human beings to be found or heard anywhere
if i ever get lucky to talk to a person, i might be so overwhelmed with emotions of disbelief that i might have a heart atack.
so its better this way i guess, for my sake
jam ba me ble nje cader diku, dyshekun mbas krahu, nje jastek, dhe te jetoj larg ksaj bote ku billat ne zarfa nuk pushojn kurre, and i live justr in one small bedroom apartment. po te kisha shpi ktu, do ikaj me vrap.
qe me kujton kte rradhe kur isha ne shqiperi, sa jete te lirshme kishin njerzit, paguanin eletrikun njehere ne vit apo 6 muaj, qera banese nuk paguajn kurre, seems like a dream living
