Waiting for my friend.
The airport is calling.
I feel so strange.
I did a big Miami night on thursday.
I will remember it forever.
I did not sleep until 2pm yesterday.
Suffered all day.
Everything is packed.
I can´t even express how much I hate packing.
I have done it more than "normal people".
I never get better.
I wonder if my backpack is too heavy.
Maybe I´ll just throw stuff away on the way.
I wish I could do a whole Miami dedication post.
But you know what.
I´m not really into that shit.
It happened.
You have seen it happen since I started this blog.
Why look back.
When I can look forward.
Gracias Miami.
You gave me a lot.
I hated you a lot.
I loved you a lot.
I never fully understood you.
It´s time.
I got tear drops but I ain´t cryin. |
2 comments:
where the finger tattos come from? did they hurt?
Hey,
I´ve had them for a while, maybe since october :)
They were nicer in the beginning but fingers and tattoos don´t go well together, but I don´t really care.
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