Thursday, September 2, 2010

Sitting on the desk by my window, nice soft breeze, i wanna be a billionaire repeatedly blasting, sipping on sapoerna and just gazing ... Nothing in particular, everything's a blur, literally, but ive grown to love it. If i could, i'd never want to shift out of this house, i've grown to love it's surroundings too much. My room is myself in structural form, personified :)

And the sparrow on weed screeched


  1. i think the scenery's pretty nice. Sipping on sapoerna?

  2. haha yea ;) pretty secret indulgence.