I like wasting my time in the café on late afternoons, smooth jazz, drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes and talking about stupid things. I love brownouts and sound of light gas and counting coins. I don't like meeting ab billion people, who ask me 'how are you?' or something equally embarrassing.'I'm fine'- I always answer, in the meantime thinking how i really feel. But then, when i want to say something they say 'it was nice to see you, bye' and i feel like totally jerk.
But straight up , i'm fine.
sweater: Betty Barclay
My room. I hope your eyes are good.