…you wanna get burnt, you wanna get stoned, you wanna get fucked inside out, you wanna be a woman like a man…(Damien Rice)
There are rare moments in the middle of the night when you dream of running and you do and then you don’t at the same time. You know you are heading somewhere but you fail to notice that the point you have reached is only the starting point from the back. No, I am afraid you can never be faster than yourself.
Vikute came to visit me today and it felt great…dog, it felt wonderful and yet so distant in a way. The rope-tight thread of experience that links us, all the moments we have shared together throughout this past year was evident in every word and every gesture. Oh god, please, help me never forget all we have gone through.
A loose moment of sentimentality…
The truth is, the truth, the truth is……well…you figure it out yourselves and invite me for a cupa and I will tell you without telling my dreams of my nights sleep.
There are rare moments in the middle of the night when you dream of running and you do and then you don’t at the same time. You know you are heading somewhere but you fail to notice that the point you have reached is only the starting point from the back. No, I am afraid you can never be faster than yourself.
Vikute came to visit me today and it felt great…dog, it felt wonderful and yet so distant in a way. The rope-tight thread of experience that links us, all the moments we have shared together throughout this past year was evident in every word and every gesture. Oh god, please, help me never forget all we have gone through.
A loose moment of sentimentality…
The truth is, the truth, the truth is……well…you figure it out yourselves and invite me for a cupa and I will tell you without telling my dreams of my nights sleep.
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