My body has turned on me long ago, now I feel my mind turning on a pivot.
My latest fashion trend is m a pair of dusk grey glasses, a lasting accessory. Lenses of melancholy. A true fit for my desaturated lifestyle. No color here, other than Pink where I reside.
What?, plans? I suppose. January, resolute what?
Life is nothing but a dry fuck to me. I get to lay & enjoy the everlasting burns. Before, at least I left with a wet ass and a lesson to toot. Now, it seems not even Life has rain to spare and fertilize me. I let It lay with me now. At least then I don’t feel alone.
I did ask to grow my own stalk.