be bad, be mine.
when i was a child i always wanted Lexus RX.
not that i were so much into SUV, just somehow
it gave me a sense of being protected and strong.)
then i started wanting Audi TT, 86, Porsche, Jaguar badly.
the latest one is happily living on the display of my phone.
though, i have been thinking about getting back to RC again.
the point is that it is somehow very pleasant to wake up in
the morning and know what you can find beside you. cause.
there were the darkest times, when i did not. or did not care.
stability is nice.
going up the whole circle is a toughest experience to burden.
but it is always nice to get back to the first point, knowing.
that you have been other places, seen other hearts, all of them
and you do not want them anymore because the one is enough.
maybe, i am happy to have found it while i am still twenty four.
...
now, today is a day off.
i have enough time to go through my never-ending closet.
sipping coffee, dreaming about Bali (my este is Balinese)
writing forgotten letters.. leaving all the financial markets out.
how i ever suppose to understand all their stocks and shares?
i do not like spring at all.
but if is a good feeling to merge into someone.
not that i were so much into SUV, just somehow
it gave me a sense of being protected and strong.)
then i started wanting Audi TT, 86, Porsche, Jaguar badly.
the latest one is happily living on the display of my phone.
though, i have been thinking about getting back to RC again.
the point is that it is somehow very pleasant to wake up in
the morning and know what you can find beside you. cause.
there were the darkest times, when i did not. or did not care.
stability is nice.
going up the whole circle is a toughest experience to burden.
but it is always nice to get back to the first point, knowing.
that you have been other places, seen other hearts, all of them
and you do not want them anymore because the one is enough.
maybe, i am happy to have found it while i am still twenty four.
...
now, today is a day off.
i have enough time to go through my never-ending closet.
sipping coffee, dreaming about Bali (my este is Balinese)
writing forgotten letters.. leaving all the financial markets out.
how i ever suppose to understand all their stocks and shares?
i do not like spring at all.
but if is a good feeling to merge into someone.