Curls. Nudes. Gives me more. Share. Good deeds.

You own my mind. Noone in the can compare.. My old now not existing radio show have me romantic alone time. Past few weeks thinking about my favourite condition- loneliness. Like now, not quite lonely, numbers occupied bed, table, cieling and getting into coffee cup, but non non little ones, no coffee not even for me this night.

"It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It's called living."

I am saying to the world- i'm hurt.

Want big bracelets, a ring, long massive neclaces and hide under my big hat, puffy skirts and lace. Like a fashion therapy. And collars, lots of them to hide neck from marks, to hide throat that nobody can bite it.

It's pile of books makes me philosophical again or missed being dreamy with my colourful butterflies around the moon.

Geek glasses fits not all the time. Animal prints. Little roses.

"An intelligence test sometimes shows a man how smart he would have been not to have taken it."

Does it make you move, give you inspiration, motivation the one that you find here today? You will ask what is that IT and i have no answer. Because you have it in you. sometimes passing to me by the song, coffee picture or just saying hi.

J'adore wall photos those give me inspiration, love music it moves me emotionally, like on tuesday almost started to pour tears because HE said it will be over in one month, not totally over, but still, like when HE said that is moving to Brussel, but for real spending more time hanging around and i'm waiting conversation and podcast talks (pillow talk). The most motivation gives me bad books, then start to think what i am doing?? i can be useful, awesome and push things.

First time the story that has line. Peaches. Waiting for breakfast.

Met my destiny for the next life. Met many years ago, but understood the reason just now. Middle of the sunny saturday really felt the hand which held mine on friday dark night. You are meant to me, i am to you. Do you notice that? Does it cross your mind? Do you hear at night the screaming bird that remides that something is made by destiny and you can not change, but fight with that again and again, but like told me the war last just for 3 years and you are coming back to battle ground. Isn't it hard, you are not getting younger, even you think that you are, but it is illusion. 10 years a lot, you know that, so fighting against by putting this thought to reality, because 6 years or less it is not for now. Dancing people around you it is not getting younger too.

If you know that it is your destiny, it is for next life.

"Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat."

"There are two great days in a person's life --- the day we are born and the day we discover why."

Have you lived with you destiny? What is left when? Start to fight again and deny that is not? YES, it is us.

Taste like sugar. Asistant. Braiding texture.

My messy messy man.

Heard a saying today: " that girl have everything, but she still needs". Is it bad always want something different? It is when the thing that you wanted starts to bore you after 8 seconds, like in flirting that's how long eye contact should last. You will be bored of the person of you interest after those several tic tocs. But if you are a perfectionist, idealist, dreamer.. It is said that "the most unhappy people are idealist".

"One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter."

Going crazy here close to my strawberry candles and live Mano le tough.

In this sweet night
We started dancing
What a wonderful waste of time.

- I love you more
- Non, i love you more
- It is impossible, you can not love me, like i love you

Pushed, need to be. But how individualist can be pushed. I will kick the one who will push me.

Baby walls. Yellow for unknown sex.

Lost inspiration, hope to find in little same man books, he is waiting close to pillow putted in the little tower shape waiting to be free.

Monitoring group. Chains. Gold one. Head heel.

Do you have something to say? I'm waiting, i'm listening, always will. Share everything with me. I will use it all secrets, all dreams for my inspiration- it will create fashion. It will have story.

"Men live in a fantasy world. I know this because I am one, and I actually receive my mail there."

created 2 mixtapes: Pink cinamon pillow and Apple creamy silk. Souds colourful, but still dressing black i found all colours there for the moment.

Creation. These moments when writing this get's me being weird. I forget my language i forget, you, she and him. Have my electronics and dreaming he will play it alongside the bed while i'm going to sleep and rubbing the eyes, which can not close. Like closing blinds. Scared to have them because now can see everything and if i have blinds i will be not able to see what is happening outside. Even sometimes become real outsider and just observe.

Key. Lemon water.Moca

http://fslab.net/podcast/few-nolder-cant-remember-to-forget-you/

Inspiration comes from those kind of links.

Loneliness and silence is a luxury. Taking every breath in that kind of freedom, every mind is pure. This medidation is perfection. Feeling softer than ever.

Tomato color, Dinosaurs. Solitaire. Vogue.

Bought pink sunglasses, because sky became cloudy. 60-ies style- cats eyes.
Bought fall shoes, it is raining where i'm leaving.
Bought hadband, where nobody is interesting in my hair shape..

When you know that I've never been familiar with orders
When you know that my heart is in a pretty disorder
And you should know that in my heart you fill every corner

''Eating words has never given me indigestion.'' Have nowhere to put when, so still chewing, but more to say: i Have no words!

Still charming et mignon et content sowhere deep.

But today i'm burnt and have soldiers wall around me. In few days will grow long hair to go down from tower, but now i have no idea what is now.