Collezionista di cianfrusaglie, attratta come un magnete dagli accessori. Mangiatrice di cereali professionista, coffee-addict, flagellata da memoria eidetica, diversamente emotiva, metereopatica, divoratrice di libri, cinema e musica, telefilmicamente onnivora. Motociclista. Yogi. Guerriera. Sognatrice. Serial shopper di stirpe. Ghost-writer. Salvatrice del mondo per vocazione.
I am nothing without pretend
RispondiEliminaI know my thoughts
Can't live with them
I am nothing without a man
I know my thoughts
But I can't hide them
I still keep my baby teeth
In the bedside table with my jewelry
You still sleep in the bed with me,
My jewelry, and my baby teeth
I don't need another friend
When most of them
I can barely keep up with them
Perfectly able to hold my own hand,
But I still can't kiss my own neck
I wanted to give you everything
But I still stand in awe of superficial things
I wanted to love you like my mother's mother's mothers did
Civilian
Thank you, cara!
RispondiEliminaQueen, sottoscrivo :)
RispondiEliminaGreat! :)
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