getin

dopóki nie poszłam biegać, jeszcze miałam wątpliwości.

and in the morning i got 'tiny photographs of melancholy' from Paul Paper.

prison

this korean minimalism hit me yesterday.
i was laying on her bed for a half an hour.
grey coat / white shirt / wires and snow.


this fight will never end,
i have to decide every day,
there is nothing between.


and today we went there, to the end of the road
something happen inside.

i've met a girl.

there is nothing fake to build.
i don't have to put myself anywhere, i'm just in the right place.

the system is overloaded.
i can't even see water, when i'm at the river.

the thing between my ears, just behind the nose.


dogs are eating the wolves now,
the river is not enough.

the triangle is broken, someone was watching me all night from the photo.
i have to go to the mountains, too many City stories for one month.
the forest is always there, unchanged.

this thrill.
this new experience.
taking the weight down.

journey

this white room filled with sunlight and lilu's pink dress
one katharsis after another
antony

and Her.

i'm going far away.
let's see what happens.

i want to know what's going on in my head.

we can draw a diagram of our connections.

i came and made a lot of mess.
i just let go and didn't know there would be a moment, when I began to hurt someone.
it's always like this, but i think this time we all can handle it.

queer animal triangle story

I went running and it seems that I get one katharsis after another, lately.
you can't change the genes. my family is waking up in me.

names

they call it 'emilism', but i just don't want to break anyone's borders.
i don't need to name things now, just let them happen.

when elephants weep

i read about other species last night, it's like finding something missing.

yoda's teaching

i've been training for a long time, so now i may let (this animal) go.

let go let go
no more drama and tragedy, please


and she played it again, the crocodile song.

it's all about aesthetics - collecting these little treasures like star-shaped beads.

polar bear gave me Polar Bear music
[marching song]
no need for fluoxetine at all

i'm ready for new animal stories, nothing can spoil my AT field. I knew it when the girl played the crocodile song with her accordion a month ago.

possible worlds

last night I had a dream about many tattoos on my skin.
I'm going to get it, you know, leave no place for dragons, choose the actual world, or something, wrest the roots.
the connection is left unharmed.
strong winter is over.

rozmowa z manią

- mam nowego bloga, ale będzie znów niezrozumiały
-bo ty piszesz tajemnicami :D

italy

i'm leaving the myths behind, but the connection is kept.

finally by myself, relieved.


and there is another lesson/ how not to want for myself.
the pirates have come.

wanderlust, horse & I, cold cold water
and other escaping sounds.
women's voices.

stuck in the City, my entrails want to fly away.
nothing is going to threaten me now.

no mirrors to build a fake reflection.


i miss pictures hidden under the maps.

other animals are not afraid of feeling.

let go let go/

słucham fennesza. przeczyszcza mi cos w środku.
piaskowanie.

I chose violet yesterday, the demons are far away now.

i need this airport feeling
/ metal wind and noise of the engines/
mono-no-aware mixed with few childhood memories.
city birds and city desert
inorganic wildness/

always overexposed.