i am twenty three. i literally rule the world.

i am not talking about down to earth recent achievements, decent salary, etc.
because no matter how i want to disadmit it, there is just that much important something.
the importance of being earnest gives us a definite taste of old nice immortality at times.

we are lovers again.
stockholm syndrome never felt any better.

why do i want? what do i dream on my birthday?

there were times, i wanted you and now i did obtain it.
i would say, my cravings have been deeply fullfilled then.

i am twenty three.
i am happy now.

can you taste the eternal irony in that?
somewhere on the angle between Jupiter and Moon.

вечность - это здесь и сейчас.