sometimes my life tends to be subtle. like today.
how many hours can ourselves spend in kissing?
i remember starting at dawn and found myself in the
morning with my lips (again) feeling nothing at all and hurt.
i love my work, because i can decline it at the same day.
yay for that. not because of the kissing, obviously, but cos
i lacked sleeping all the possible ever time. it was hilarious.

now my bed is color green, a little rest from the silked black.
something like this my day passes. coffee, letters, fashions.
sweety, i should say.

another thing, i thought about is that eating garlick is worse,
than any possible raving. but i just can not ever resist its taste!
i love garlick, let us call me a subtle vampire. aws.