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вторник, 10 сентября 2013

13:46

.diversion?

be bad, be mine.

honestly, i only see the difference in 60K and 600K
annual income in the fact that i will maybe buy 10 times more clothes.
i would not go to more expensive restaurants, hotels and bakeries.)
i would not be taking business class tickets and buy myself emeralds.
i despise brands, unneeded luxury and all that along.
i have been living in Ginza for some years to inhale it.

what would i do, might i obsess another million?
probably buy a house in Dun Laoghaire, indeed.
that is all. and yes, my beautiful wine Porshe.)
but one, i can not drive and two, you do not need
600K for it. i have a salon nearby my house now. oO

but they wanna make me working in HR.
thrilling.

pay me to manipulate and seduce people - i would love to.

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понедельник, 09 сентября 2013

11:42

~discharged.

be bad, be mine.

eventually, what do we have Friday for, either than
being tendered under the oils and massages of my
favorite esthetic salon with a strange healing mask on my face?
i would rise up a monologue about masks, but you know still
it is that easy as breathing to being accustomed when you are onto it.
and i have been taught that much about choosing a right mask away.

one wonderful thing about aesthetics is that you can apply it onto yourself.
thousand years of practice, another thousand years to define the refined.
i mean, okay.

there is still Mikelangelo, waiting up in Ueno.
but i keep telling myself, i do not admire sculpture that much.
queen of aesthetics. could i actually choose?
...
those blueberry menthol cigarettes are to die for.

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среда, 04 сентября 2013

13:35

.

be bad, be mine.

it is surprising, but i came to love being home.
coming back home, rushing to the bedding and pillows.

i am not sure if people or other entities ever change.
because they do not and that is why i keep my strings.
and feelings whatsoever attached.

but. surely they can do better and improve. they do.
i am glad. i am satisfied.

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11:37

~J.

be bad, be mine.

sometimes i think that it is definitely hard
for non-ideal twisted me to be a perfection.
and then i think, why should i even care?
i just want to be myself. i just wanna love,
who i love. here. now. i just wanna do freely.

without implications.
what would you think i do, being implied?

exactly.

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11:23

~風に吹かれて・・

be bad, be mine.

the very important notice, duly noted.
at times, where you long for the inevitable revenge
to all your senses, in times of the fullest desperation,
put on 2K to change through your wardrobe anew,
put on another 2K to choose the best esthetician,
go somewhere where there is less people around.
come back.

the transformation is completed and surely,
nothing in this world comes free, especially power.
especially, that definite power over indefinite self.

phase completed, oriental mood on.

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четверг, 29 августа 2013

12:41

~adoration.

be bad, be mine.

i do love France.
and i adore vintage.
i obsess a credit card.
almighty network gives me
the opportunity
to shop
online.

conclusion?

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10:37

.immoderata divitiarum cupiditas et amor?

be bad, be mine.

for the record,
that is amazing, how people become calmed down
when they came to obsess the certain amount of gold.
certainty? power? self-assurance? anything it can give.
and when they become calmed, they make me happy.

thus, i should have no regrets for supporting.
...
there were times, i hated given my gold away.
greed competes in me only with lust and pride.
in the equal amounts, obviously.

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10:09

~wanted. got.

be bad, be mine.

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понедельник, 26 августа 2013

10:01

~summer holidays, evolved.

be bad, be mine.

there is no reason to compare how different the nature of the fresh air is.)
nevertheless, it warms my heart to think that my summer holidays went well.
a lot of north ocean, mountains, melon, dear sweet presents and 味噌ラーメン～
another teddy bear (might i be nds years old, i would collect them still!),
this time lavender color, for we sleep together as such and always tenderly.
i do love north, what should i say.

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вторник, 20 августа 2013

10:36

.

be bad, be mine.

they are spoiling me.
i am happy to be.

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среда, 14 августа 2013

13:46

~far far north and Trondheim.

be bad, be mine.

once, all.

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понедельник, 12 августа 2013

07:40

~we do own the night.

be bad, be mine.

at times i tend to think, this body will not be able
to endure the intensity of this love any longer.)

literally.
...
My lover she is waiting for me
Just across the bar.

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четверг, 08 августа 2013

11:24

~pragmatic references.

be bad, be mine.

wonderful new fur throw versus love.
seriously?

probably, it is not even a choice.

fur, fur, fur.

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10:42

.

be bad, be mine.

残り１にすごく弱いけど、
「売り切れました」を見るのは幸せの気分。

i have been longing it as a bride for a ring (bad comparison?)
but since all my loves are so nice at keeping promises on time,
it is always faster to please yourself as soon as you have resources (=gold).
in the very end, who would even comprehend me better than myself?
for onyx and corals we go, obviously.

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09:55

~memo for stones.

be bad, be mine.

onyx, black + coral. 2580.
onyx, black. 5000.
agat, labradrite. 6400. (lovely)
moon, onyx, quartz, sugilite.
14800.

i mean, you know?
i remember the times when no one was concerned.
but now, they keep hanging these stones on my wrists.
not that i am choosing lovers, looking at their hands,
am i not?

and i am not saying, that i do not like it. i do.)
endlessly.

but how could i possibly explain it in simple words?
eventually, it is ~~almost~~ sacred. loud like love.
yet, i am not getting myself one for no reasons at all.
14800 for a stone. but hey, magic now does not come cheap.)
right.

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07:55

~forever joyful?

be bad, be mine.

i just adore the summer sales, you know.
my conscience keeps telling me, that is not such a thing
as sales at all, thus i find an overwhelming happiness in it.
my credit card on my blessing been shut down for months. oO
yet, keep traveling, loving, dancing on fire and watching fireworks.
(go instagram? => isabelle_s)

a new fetish - medieval glasses, 1000 yen each.
pretty much cheap for a historic union, right?..
...
no matter what you say, i am not gonna change my life.
took me a thousand years to build it like this, hell yes.)
what is important? what is decent? what is relevant?

i say, i have my crown and my medieval glasses.
with a wish to by myself a white nice blanket from IKEA
and probably, a new orange Dior lip gloss for autumn.

tell me, how awful i am? yeahs.
whatsoever.

i might be compact, but i am currently happy.)

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четверг, 01 августа 2013

12:28

~it is ok. we are together now. (c)

be bad, be mine.

hence, that does not prevent me from going all Scandinavia
this autumn, preferably alone. it goes as no secret, that i love
northern lights, especially the ones, yet not seen in my life. so,
Norway, a little bit of Copenhagen, probably Stockholm again.
free to go everywhere, behold to only one dearest place, thus.

looking forward to.
...
keep holding maldives in mind, though.
but islands is the place, it is unclever to go alone.)

who would i share those little adorable houses on water with,
in the very end?

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понедельник, 29 июля 2013

15:11

~on a daily basis.

be bad, be mine.

due to my abnormally low pressure,
it makes me excessively not able to move early mornings.
even great amounts of coffee sadly do not help for i am so
sleepy and strange until the night comes over and tenders.

due to my sometimes-to-come work pressure, not that i have
much, of what i can not endure, it makes me craving to retain
into the most rural areas and suburbs, where the glory of summer
fireworks i can enjoy, where i can walk barefoot, plain and freely.)

the pressure of our greatest capital is surely, active.
but come what may, he loves me.

never `ve been taken myself whatsoever weak and yet,
there times, where it is pleasant to feel something other
than pride, light arrogance and teasing.

for tenderness we shall achieve. aye, aye.

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