... I just felt like changing this entry, not that I have anything special to say but having something from january makes me feel strange...
I like the word "dizzy" a lot these times... how come...
I feel dizzy whenever Valentin kisses me in my dreams... xD
I bet noone wants to hear that but hell I couldn't care less!
Babes, you rock!
I want a house, a field around it and a worldwar coming on.No, forget about the worldwar, it would be too sad altogether but I'm in need for sadness...
guess I'll find it elsewhere.
We found out a long time ago we were born a 100 years earlier. we were rich and despite the fact that I married my beloved commissaire, I still went to high society...
I knew Proust, you know?
I would have been attracted to him, I'm sure, had he not been gay.
Man, this is too bad, I'm starting to talk to myself again and back on.
I should start doing something about it...
I'm desperately lazy now.
what shall I do?
I can hear the piano...
he's here. always.