And a guest session that doesn't have hebrew.
So English it is.
"I've forgotten how to make love. I mean, it's just blocked now. for my own good."
Then I couldn't believe I've actually said that. You're a fucking bitch, me.
He's a bit of a psychopath, and sometimes I doubt I have any character at all. When my brain is under the influence of things, I contradit myself every minute. The instict to say "I'm not embarrassed" when he says I am, even if I just admitted I was. Then I hid under the blanket.
BTW, EVERYTHING is blocked now. Every unpleasent thing that exists in the universe is far, far away. With a certain price, ofc.
I'm overusing the word "love". Fake it till you make it?
But I DO love.
Laptop claims there are 26 minutes left till the battery runs out. I'll have to find the charger. Now I doubt "charger" is even a word.
He asked the not-waitress whether there are any pet shops in the area. Balls.
Then he made me faint. Learned, the kid. "Kid". Kid. Kid looks weird now.
ALMOST finished 2048. Then fucked that up ^^ 1024, 512, 128.
Wow, 40 minutes passed quite quickly. Nice.
Soooooo.
<3
"I just want to feel", I said, meaning something very simple and hollow.
Then I realised.
A wine glass still stands here.
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