there should be a song that plays inside me, like always on my blog for two years, but I can’t post it, cause it is only ours.
i’ve realized that having a boyfriend has also its cons. what now? no dxm. no drugs. little alcohol, but frequently. only our imagination, or not, or art at urbexes.
right now nothing is conquering my mind. everything goes so slowly, or i am so stressed that i don’t recognize new chapters.