PinnedMortarI fall, I forgive. I am chaos. I live with neither intention nor given choice. I am nothing but mortar. Though not murderer. Passive…Oct 8, 2020A response icon6Oct 8, 2020A response icon6
PinnedCheerfullyUpon a total loss a timeless silly smile observed the circus we’ve built for ourselvesNov 2, 2021Nov 2, 2021
PinnedLifeless LiferaftLonely alone, painfully regretting, internally crying, shamefully dying…Nov 28, 2019A response icon9Nov 28, 2019A response icon9
PinnedTomorningShe wakes up, wrestling pillows, where is my hug?Aug 10, 2020A response icon8Aug 10, 2020A response icon8
Blurry Love FlavoursSome 60 70 80s songs, who’s counting romanatic wrongs.. An alarm, it’s 08:15 a reasonable time for a healthy human being to get the fuck…Jun 21Jun 21
spilled/spoiled milkMind sharks are everywhere. Just keep on swimming little boy. The waves favor the brave. You’ll make it after all, you’re reaching safe…Jun 21Jun 21
η ζωή πάειCursive Latin afternoon naps, crossed exotic honey shade long strong legs pointing toward the blue zone, kiss me now and stop overthinking…Apr 19A response icon1Apr 19A response icon1
Who do you belong to?Late evening, it’s a holiday, anyway.. who’s counting? Between religious songs and snacks of walking the desert, there.. she was standing…Apr 16Apr 16