be bad, be mine.
cold as shadows over European skies.

well, i would find it pretty much worthy of pride,
that bro defines himself as a god. in the very end,
my boss also calls himself a god.. honestly yes.
i have a good decent company here.

as i have been just telling my dear Francesca,
the winter in Tokyo is close at hand. the nights
get to be much colder than before, so you have
to stay even closer to adjust to this awesomness.

and the only salvation can be found in hot coconuts bath,
ginger coffee and leg warmers everywhere every moment.

it is been decided (by me?) that Christmas and New Year
(as i was so planning) we are going to spend in the north.
happy about that, just going to take the tickets left over.
it is much more of a holiday mood there, again the snow.
looking forward to it excessively heartedly with nothing less.
onsens, snow, ocean, mansion, the rooms where you can
not count.. the smell of wood and time and we just lay still.

today though, i treated myself with indian curry. yammy.
...
the last idea of these days was as expected mouton.
but since i was outsized and left with no choice but buying a fake one.
there is a one to be. but i am still trying to convince bro to buy it for me)
a real thing. for all the nights in the world, he never gives me presents.
but in the very end, we have Christmas one day at a year. gotta be that.

and i need a blue forever 21 coat and HM sweater as well.
lovely series they have now.

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