they are doing pumpkin (nutmeg!) latte in Starbucks.
i do not love SB much, but fall takes its turn in the mornings.
it`s been a long time, since i am opening my bank account
and see a lot of figures. i am good at trade, but bad at statics.
but i know for sure, that me these days can easily make twice as you.
if there is no money, thrown in.
what are you actually left with, nah?
do you know my favorite color?
do you know what makes me barf?
can you keep up with the wrecking ball?
i do not think so, no.
on a morning like this i love to dwell on my wars.
on all that i destroyed and all that i built back into life.
i honestly think, that i`m worth more, than one coin.
and i do not like those, who are always only halfway in.
do you think,
the hitman stops on his target only because it`s rainy outside?
or because the mood is low af? hell, i hate hate hate quitters.
i would never, though.
but at least it answers the question.