i love refined cruelty in those definite movies.
subtle, sophisticated, detailed and detached.
where it is so beautiful, and yet somehow - tragic.
nonsensically simple and yet, very comprehensive.
as if a tiny little hole keeps opening inside your heart.
probably, there is no need to try to go through the depth.
just watch, ravish, being morbidly and fully addicted to.)

that reminds me that,
i love dresses, colored wine red, medieval glasses and.
...
but again, i started watching Game of Thrones.
how much it reminds me about the lands of Skyrim, my.
epic, yet been seen so many times.

i am out of my dimes again. nevertheless, nevertheless..
gotta have my VMD degree, balanced year income and fun.
it is amazing how you can actually choose your work, when
there is nothing near, considering your probable salary.
it is nice to do something you love, when it is for yourself.
not for paying the rent, you know.

i mean, i am still facing great movement into a new house this year.
but hey, let us leave to someone else.)
i am just paying the rent, i just wanna be able to enjoy what i do.
,,,
left me with the thoughts of how i would never be able to trade love for money.
maybe i am inevitably wretched, somehow it needles me suddenly and harsh,
but i am used to choose people by heart, buy my lovers coffee and plane tickets..
i want to be assured that somewhere, somehow it is going to be scaled, and yet.
i will probably always judge people not regarding of their black cards, but hearts.

let us face it, my partners are as much wretched as i am.
so what is the point in calculating someone`s income at all.

been there, learned that.
maybe, always too proud. maybe, always too affected.