it's dark, the unmade bed is sleeping Yet it's cold, and I'm not waking anybody up no sleepy arms to pull me in and take my worries and sorrows away somewhere forgotten just me and my mind while i welcome

the idea that the profit margin is a necessary incentive for people to innovate and run a business is bollocks since those people whose innovations become corporate property don't work for profit: they

just woke up from a nap with a dream on my mind that I luckily managed to summarized before the mists flarded apart to make room for my appartment to take shape. That no matter what angle your social movement

Right as I left, protests flared up again all over France, not just paris. The people in Paris support the yellow vests, but condemn the violence. Having been there, I can assure you, any violence on the

"Out" is his first word to her. apparently she had an extra bag outside, and now it's in the hold, and the busdriver didn't get his cash-in-hand unregistered payout for the privilege : Some flixbus

I'm so done with lush. I feel like i'm the lush; Drunk on the hype, i let them do whatever they want to my body and in the end i will convince myself it's what i wanted "still better than 90% of guys

Paris is better with friends. Met up with one who lives here. Went by the Seine. I've never seen this many rats before. Didn't even know they were communal animals. They're living in dug-out burroughs

I have trouble finding where to get on the bus. Thank god I went a bit early: The bus stop had been moved, and the new location was at least a five minute walk, including down some stairs and across a

Besides of what you think of our inhumanity to animals we will not long remain able to feed cows soy beans that took the place, through destruction, of rainforests. We will not be able to sustain the energy

there's this thing been going on for weeks: Peeing at my toilet at home And you have that feeling: wait, is this really a toilet? Or am I still asleep? Every time i go to the bathroom at home. I never

Aren't you happy I unwrested myself from my nature sleep, where I laid upon the rocks with an unpecked liver Noone took the fire from my outstretched hand is this why I got struck by lightning? Quenched

Let's hammer out some solid notes, lets smash the keys onto the bricks and assemble the leftovers. Let's have the sound of the beating heart rain down in pebbles why settle for tears when you can wreck

Samurai, please my body, Hands draw a cross. When my happiness is you drunk I forgot that we are atheists. Bran's knees my love On the head put on a Laurel wreath. I did. I won this competition Just please

Like with my body and the gym, i would exercise my imagination through writing fanciful stories i would sit at the piano and listen to the kissed tones glisten on my fingertips leaving chorded streaks

I want to teach of what I know of the mystery I want to teach how to hold the eyeball open directly underneath the faucet of truth How to live life on the edge without ever risking it; always balancing,