I pooped my pants and it feels warm, sticky and charming. The smell of chicken curry is still there, somewhere buried into this raw bouquet of crap. I love it.

"Dus je weet alles over me?" zei de jongen. "Ja" zei de mol "En toch hou je nog van me?" zei de jongen "Daarom houden we des te meer van je"

You're a space nebula far away from here You're a blood cell coming from the heart You're a piano playing tunes you've heard before You're an orange dahlia in a field of yellow sunflowers You're a cultist worshiping a washing moon You're a bookshelf full of beautiful drawings You're a stone laying on the bottom of the deepest ocean You're a haunted house that's ready to love again You're a whale singing to the endless waters You're a closet full of board games you never played You're a forest waiting for the first touch of laughter You're a pumpkin that has joined the rebellion You're an amazing person that exists right here and there You're the best of everything and the worst of what you want

ik had een moeilijke nacht dankzij de ambulance naast de deur, maar nu ben ik alweer blij om hier te zijn

The only way of actually gaining control is to let go of it. Pantha rei.

Het regent en ik ben sip. Deze ochtend weeral een minder goed humeur.

Ik voel me vredig en gerust en hoopvol op een mooie zomerperiode

Dorothy, my dear Ik schrijf je dit gedicht met mijn ogen dicht tegen de wand van mijn slaapkamer muur Dorothy, liefste Ik dans met genoegen je liedje na Met de wollensokken in de wasmand verder op de gang Hij draagt de naam 'dierbaarste' net als mijn onderzoekende schrijfstijl Hey Dorothy! Ik zing je dit lied omdat ik je graag zien mag Zelf nu nog, na het zieke pyjama-feestje In het nog ziekere zwembad Het hare Haar huid Haar pijn Haar geel gekleurde nagels De jouwe, Dorothy

i am very much in love

Ich treffe Martin auf dem Gleis wo wir zusammen den Zug nach Berlin nehmen. Tolle Mensch

Every piece of writing can become a tree.

You live in the memory of magic And I long for your reply The moment has passed and you are gone Because the magic never lasts

The pain from within my soul yearns to be heard. For I feel so empty from the constant let down and the what seems to be meaningless effort. But I know deep down, even through all my pain, the truth must be told, the truth must be heard. - Cheyenne Martin

Alfred and Solonia Johnny, William, Lizzie, Annie ,Maggie, George, Alfred, Fannie, Pearlie, Willie

i don't understand what I am doing here

Had a wonderful an long night. Just woke up an saw the sun outside. Crated the fear of missing out outside but I will try to make it anyway.

Make lemonade, zoek de kansen die de situatie je biedt

i am drinking a hot toddie and i like it

Woo-hoo ik ben supersexy

Afdelingsoverschrijdend

One day you asked me to draw something, and we draw together. it didn't matter what I was drawing, but a childhood drawing comes out of my mind. I draw it and out of the lines came a beautiful tree, wrapping our love and family by his roots. I love you Elahe Rajabiani, sending, you a big shot of love through our magnificent connection. Dusset Daram

Mats is een slaapkop

I feel scared and would like to feel free and safe

Dikke eend drijft op het water.