for the whole world to see
One day while staring out of a coffee shop window i realized that i wasn’t there anymore.
phew, all the articles I’ve read lately about industrialized food production is – softly spoken – a fuck in mother natures ass . . .
there was so much in the air . . .
I couldn’t even get mad at this fellow for doing this abso-fuckin-lutely ignorant move . . .
You wake in a quiet ocean of white 800 thread count. The garage door squeals like laughing dolphins as your husband begins his commute to work . . .
some sort of series – an annual one . . .
the sun went down in Iceland today but the women kept dancing around the fires the reds
a small, hip town on the verge of getting over-saturated by hip people is a good example how America can be great again . . .
why don’t all the self-titled ‘worried European citizens’ go and fuck themselves?