nothing interesting

that is my past...but still hot

Now I am eating Haribo bears and dreaming about finishing my small meaningless story. I like to write about random people, in random places and doing something interesting, or ordinary and boring. you get into a completely different reality, remaining yourself. А little bit about myself: I don’t have it. I do not know who I am, what my style is and what I want from this life. I do not even know how to answer the questions of a doctor and if I have a mental illness at all? I do not know anything and I’m nobody. I do not want to do any lessons at all, just because I’m not interested. I can not do anything uninteresting for me. I want to buy a bag with runes and a cool camera to shoot here all the shit that surrounds me. maybe it will even fill my life with some sense, or maybe not.