No hard feelings at all.
I am happy and I feel "loved" or whatever.
Tomorrow is not a question anymore.
It's all over.
I honestly don't care, and I feel relief twitching all over my body.
It's beautiful.
Thank you isn't a word I need.
I am me.
I've done a lot of things.
I've hurt lots of people, for what I might be sorry.
It doesn't really matter.
The good things are here, straight as an arrow in my heart.
Gold and blue and yellow and pink are shining around everything.
I'm too sensitive to feel anger.
I will be and I was and I am.
I don't need anything.
Maybe my soul just flew away, and I'm holding it like a distant balloon dancing in the sky.
It smells marvelous.
Stay with me.

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I wish everyone the best!

Felices fiestas!

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can't wait for this friday!

FM ATTACK!

yummy

so i'm easily bored
and I'm getting sick already
of everything
like yeah, school's fine
but it ain't really wonderful
it's frustrating
and senseless
and I just wanna go away
from everything
and yes, I love to leave all of it half done
maybe I'm a coward
nothing more
but what the fuck
words are words
and I don't really care
like I mean, really
all of this is just a HUGE joke
and if I don't wanna be part of it
what's the worse that can happen?
and sometimes I feel like i'm making a fool out of me
like none of this is real
is it?
tell me

It had been a long while since my last series of self portraits and I began to feel a bit frustrated about my lack of creativity. I'm kinda happy about how these ones turned out, being my first full nudes and all.
If you're interested on seeing the whole series, add me on flickr [link]

OH
LA
LA

you just came like a fucking star!