I’m not really sure what this picture is from.. Jyst found it in my camera folder..
My city looks fake today, like low budget green screen.
Bad Girls vs My Ego
I used to think I had a thing for the “Bad Girl”. The reckless, the emotional, the chaotic girls. They felt to me as an opposite, a ballance to my quite, calm, sheltered existence.
As I grow older and more comfortable with myself I’m beginning to think it’s the bad girls that like me…
I just liked being liked..
Laughing like a fool, just to ruin the pictures.
Pure whiskey for medical use!
Discussion questions two, three and five.
This is the assignment that ruined my vibe.
I should be roaming the earth, feeling alive.
I’m a cog in the machine, slave from a lost tribe.