If I had anything I wanted. I'd dream to live in London
and have a writing job. Albeit lifestyle, fashion, music, food. Except finance. I'm up for it. I want to warm up on cold cruel winters in front of the hearth, drink warm cups of tea. But hey, nothing is easy.
If I were to dream to the nearer future, of course I'd wish I had the determination. And the ability to move on - some willpower at least. I'm fucking weak.
I guess that's pretty much it. I think.
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Peterfrankferdinand has been a sweetie today. We spoke to someone who ate his own poop and drank his urine. Joking, of course. I kept calling him Giorgio. Ends up it's Geronimo. Same thing - he wants some Nike Dunks Tiffany. Idk, looks like any shoe to me. Not a dunk fanatic.
Mm. I'm happy and warm.
And did I mention - I was on skype with a couple of mates and President Steve (President joke). Aghast, their accents. When they said my username: Neurotic Liting (joke, yet again), it was fucking hilarious. Mhm. Other than that, today was pretty fulfilling. Dental appointment at 10AM tomorrow, friendly match with AES on Friday. I'm satisfied.
Anyhow, I'm probably going to end up breaking myself up again. Peterfrankferdinand for the win.
Bye, bruh. Hahaha.