September 2011
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I have to leave.
Nocturne
Being a moth all around means not waking up until evening. Means not seeing until there are bright lights. Means blindly bashing your head on glass windows and walls expecting to reach that one point where everything is clear and the light is all around you.
Iran. Tons of miles. When something and everything stops making any sense you run. The sun does not have to be in any particular...
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Best thing
After a goblet of Frapin, slowly sinking into newly bought 600 ct cotton sheets, color of dusty beige and linen.
I have never complained about life. I do not think I ever will. I love even the tiniest details of the most somber and monotonous tasks. Only those make you finish through.
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vaginablood-deactivated20120819 asked: thanks! also your blog is lovely :)
empathies asked: was it ART:21? i watched it today!
Why, hello there Mr. Grimsvoetn... Come join this...
Aujourd'hui
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