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Factory girls practicing high magick between first and second fold into the iron. Colleagues burst into flameeeeees. 

In vein I tried to change myself. These hook-ups never been me. I wanted one person for all my life. I don’t need new relationships, new loves - I ffucking despise the idea. It’s always been disgusting to me - what happens around, this shopping mall, these tinder lists, these exes in facebook history mixed with new ones; what I tried to become/ to tell myself/ to create falsehoods so it would be easier. He has always been my home. I never really left. That's the reason I panick when I "have to" start something new.

But at the end of the day you return back to your parents. And all the rest was just an adventure. The first the second the silliness the cat on the road mutulated I step on it my mother says what are you doing?! you don't step on flowers short attention span my grandmother underneath.

Yes I have lights everywhere

Accent de Andalusia, dios mio madre mia st. caballo!

he was really happy abou this dead animal that he had found in whose eyes formed moths, they formed more and more I screamed from anger like crazy tried to crush them but soon it was full house of them and they ate everything, Cruella crossed my mind, this is an evil trick, I thought, everything was gone, nothing left but moths and new worms that I kept crushing into this pulp of no use.

so I've got these two brides between my hair I'm in my thirties limbs scattered in four corners of the world there is this man in his sixties or fifties every night he teaches me some things that I can't recall in the morning monarch butterflies spin in my step the land across the acean I open my fridges and there it is.

sleep, food, health is what's most important. feel one missing and philosophers and poets start to seem like whiny, annoying, spoiled sons of bitches. throw you in the forest with knife and matches only little shit. These arts were born of lazyness too much time to think of useless crap. cry me a river slut.

Checkout is this slow on purpose - they're plotting against me.

Back to my hood, back to this shithole.

Can I murder with a look. Hope I can.

Cute guy []. LICK! FUCK YOU TUMBLR!

LEGO EXHIBITION?! WHAT IS THIS SHIT?!