Well, I got this heart shaped box that remands of… I’m shure someone is gonna get this :) I keep it under my bed and I use to collect some stuff that makes me remember important facts that could be sad or funny at the same time. Sometimes I got to clean it because it’s about to *POP*. Here I collect pieces of my life, in some case in every sense because I also put in it my wisdom teeth and bloody hankies like the one I cleaned my nose after my septum piercing with and another bloody one. That time the blood was not mine, OPS! It was my bed friend’s, I’ve bitten him hardly while we had having sex bc I was fucking angry with him. I know that’s a lil trash and macabre, ha! Anyway I’m not totally crazy, I got some more easy stuff like old photos and 18 – 20 birthday wishes cards, stories i writed at a high school insted of listening to my teachers, yep, I was already a writer. Aaand... the first drawing my ex love of my life made for me. Yes, I’m kinda forever nostalgic and hopeless romantic! Anyway I’m not shure I want to open it again for now, ahahah.
P.s.: Have you seen my “sexy” dinosaur slipper? :’) xx
@rambo @missy
