pink + gold
march looks expensive even if I am not. # New layout. Dusty pink, cream, black text, tiny gold details. Less sugar pink than last year, more perfume box pink if...
There is a manner in which certain things ask to be written, not so that they may be found, but because to exist in silence, for too long, eventually becomes insufficient. It is not urgency. It is something closer to a necessity that makes no noise, waiting patiently until it discovers the proper form. This archive was born in such a way.
Not as a diary. Not as a blog. Not as something that is updated merely for the sake of appearing alive. It is a place where certain thoughts come to rest, those which do not dissolve, those which return, those which insist with the silent obstinacy of things that truly belong to you...
march looks expensive even if I am not. # New layout. Dusty pink, cream, black text, tiny gold details. Less sugar pink than last year, more perfume box pink if...
our peace treaty lasted approximately one girlfriend. # Edo. EDO. Different argument, same stupidity. His girlfriend got angry because apparently during an argument he said, `”Alice understands this.”` I asked...
some nights don’t need to become harder. # House all night and I didn’t spend the final hour secretly wishing somebody would put on techno. This is new. There was...
romance feels different when you bought the present with your own salary. # Valentine’s Day with Yuri and this year I bought his present entirely with money I earned myself....
the public continues providing material without being asked. # A woman today asked me whether doing a longer session would make her `”more tanned immediately.”` I explained that longer isn’t...
three years and hikari still answers messages whenever the planets align. # Three years Hikari + Marico today <3 I sent her a message earlier and she answered late, which...
earning money has unfortunately made spending it feel morally defensible. # I have discovered the worst consequence of having a job. Every time I want to buy something, my brain...
peace negotiations involved one apology and one mp3. # Edo and I made peace. Technically he apologised first, so I would like history to record that accurately. He said he...
I am not a specification sheet for women in lombardy. # I am furious with Edo. We were talking normally on MSN about his girlfriend and then he tells me...
five days and I already have customer categories. # I have been working for less than a week and I already know that people become extremely strange when discussing their...
please show some respect, I am now a professional woman. # I GOT THE JOB. 😀 😀 😀 At the tanning salon. Under my house. Literally under my house. I...
employment has apparently been hiding thirty seconds from my bedroom. # This is ridiculous. Remember when I wrote that I wanted a job? There is a place practically under my...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.