Not awake before noon

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Cloudy Cold Day Today.




Not much going on, besides enjoying the weather, not really enjoying though. Well I've got ombre hair now and I play Super Mario. I write and I stay up late which is not news. I stare at the sky sometimes and I hate going to the park once its been full of dogs, and they come in my direction and sniff me and I don't like it. I also created a new tumblr, which is on the sidebar if you want to visit. I created with the aim to get a little bit inspired don't really know if its working,.It is called brushpaintwaterismyteacolour, I named it when I was painting and drinking tea with milk and I realized the water I washed the brushes could be mistaken for the cup of tea. whatever.xx

a shirt, a Johnny Cash shirt





its from Topshop, in case you think of asking. xx

Around London












It is funny how everyday I accidentally meet a stranger's eyes for very short seconds, and both of us stare at each other for a second and I never remember any of these people I made eye contact with. It is very unimportant but I like thinking of it and I wonder what the person was thinking while looking me in the eyes, a strangers eyes, its something I will never know, its someone I will never see again, even if I do I wouldn't recall. But these things happen and I ask myself why the hell do you analyse such banality, Stefany?. Anyway enough of useless thoughts, I am quite glad days are getting hotter and sun shines everyday and there are parks I can lay on green grass and just pretend life is easy. I must get a myself a bicycle, yes I would love to ride a bicycle during the whole summer.

É você olhar no espelho se sentir um grandessíssimo idiota saber que é humano ridículo, limitado que só usa dez por cento de sua cabeça animal









I had this strange dream last night, that there was a skull with ears in my toilet and I didnt flush it