James Franco. And books, rainy days, butterflies and I'm gonna die alone in a dusty attic with my cat. No regrets.

Jul5

Ode to the bitch

Hey sweet chocolate girl,
I hope you choke on my ex-boyfriend’s sperm
And die as fast as you learn.
I hope he dies too while he’s comin’
Into your mouth open, on your eyes shut,
So that later together,
You can check ‘fucking in the coffin’
You sweet chocolate nympho slut :)

Jul2

Jun25

Jun20

So, umm… Pécs was fucking awesome. I visited the Vasarely museum (PURE MAD GENIUS WAS THIS MENTAL POTHEAD), today I started working at the airport. Pafe was okay to me, of course it was awesome too! But the first one was the best! You know, Norbi and I were in our early months then. I dream with him too much! I got to attached by that picture of them. I really don’t know why. Actually, a new, an other guy comes into my mind way too often these days, also, I don’t know why. The work’s not so hard, I just have to wake up early and after all, I don’t really get paid well. But I do it anyway with all of my heart and energy, I guess, work (and sex) is the only action I put all myself into. I like to do it well :) I cannot tell this about studying. That’s about me, what about you, what did you do in the past few days? Sorry for not writing up until now, I promise, I’ll come up with a superwise and superstupid and superlong post with thousands of questions of our lives… Till then, I should sleep, my brain started to melt. Love!