This is my Japanese rose reflected in a Pepsi filled bowl
Let me feed you some nonsense, because I don’t have the time to insist upon the truth.
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Good thing I have a list. This way at the end of the month I can check what birthdays I have completely missed. Guys, I am sorry, it’s been a tough time.
Greetings from my kitchen
I have been so good I would pet myself on the back, if I could.
My house
The living room
The bedroom
The kitchen
My love
Definitely going to focus on the positive aspects.
Old byline
I take life into my own hands everyday. Sometimes so do the ones around me.
Self-redundant setcard
My glass is so full I cannot move it, and I cannot afford to spill it now.
I got this ideea that we are somebody’s project, and up to a point it is so.
I am waiting for email messages. This is becoming an addiction.
I am avid for stories, though I can’t get mine straight.
Looking for a new cool. Therapy-like, you want to look cool when you are not. Otherwise, when you are really cool you don’t really care. So…
Betrayal seems to be embeded. In love one is the last to know.
Once I have watched “City of God” in particular circumstances. These ones now remind me of that time strongly.
I would like to write a novel. Words are building up inside. I have a dozen of beginnings I “wrote” in the tub. I don’t “write” on the loo. I shit quicly, but take long showers.
Thans God for Colombian coffee. I couldn’t make it through the rain season. Is so cold and wet. General state: depression.
On top of things Ricky Martin has a new release.
I took pictures of myself yesterday. A spare body, anybody? I need to do something before it’s too late. Speaking of which I am late again.
I will try to see Llosa today since he is in Bucharest.
Bent
I don’t like myself so I took confrontational therapy and I placed myself in front of the camera.
Little things
Late night Mikey Mouse
Guess what?
I am sick of craving for a hug. I am sick of being strong. I had enough pampering others. I don’t want to be understanding anymore. I don’t have any encouragements left in me. I am tired and I feel I am by myself. I have no pieces left to give, I have only debt and pieces to receive. Stop saying I am relaxed. I am just refusing to be taken for granted, for a fool, to be unsuccessful, to hurt, to be unhappy, to be told “I cannot communicate to you”. I have already done my share. I don’t think it is fair to be unhappy all this long. It is autumn. There is no need to shake the trees, the leaves will fall anyway. I am so tired and lonely I will just go away.
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