Circling around the point. It is about the time to cut my hair. To its shortest version of me. Start looking at me from what is inside....
Sure.
Sure.
Good soul. While I ve been moving my stuff, making this space ready for a new start, you can not believe how crazy I must be still...
Wrong eyes, but great ideas. - Well, they all want money, I dont. I dont give u f*** about the money.It is simple as that. I cancelled...
Good time. I dont know the lyrics.
Great feeling about you?- had to say - no. ps. You are still the sweetest pie, and I kiss you, girl.
Bad people around : Dont insult me, or I shall tell all my friends that you have insulted me.
Good Carma: Are you jealous of me for being beautiful? Go ahead and sue me!
1st sign that I must have had ..It is gone now. And there is nothing I could remember what was it about.