You probably lie your whole life.
I wouldn’t know.
But it is probably
your input to living.
You actually dream about lies,
Sleep while dreaming,
Lie while breathing.
You dream about things
You are too afraid to do,
But what if it is all – just a lie?
You and I…
Don’t even try.
I don’t even wish to hate you anymore.
(poem © Lautricienne)
This is just a preview of the new post.
Why the title?
I blog a little. I don’t want to blog much. I can’t blog much.
So, I got angry automated message from one feed about almost-being kick out from it.
So – this is half-finished product of my dope mind. With the great items.
Details of the outfits will follow in following posts.
Huggs & sparkles,