Last night was weird - all I dreamt about last night was sex, shopping and flying - it’s a Freudian field-day! It was exhausting. Actually, I wasn’t shopping; I was in a ridiculously enormous shopping centre, complete with catacombs filled with fine art and decorator articles. But all I had was $100 and there was too many things I wanted. I ( Read more... )

I’m supposed to be studying but fuck it, I’m blogging instead ( Read more... )