my special digital blonde voodoo foofoo picachu kitty
… do what you came here to do …
ninja rico ? oui c’est moi…
on poems metric “As for measure and other technical apparatus, that’s just common sense: if you’re going to buy a pair of pants you want them to be tight enough so everyone will want to go to bed with you. There’s nothing metaphysical about it.”
Laissez faire, mon amour
***shamanic*chanting***
I’ll open your thoughts
By doing so I’ll fill you with joy
By doing so I’ll straighten your thoughts
By doing so I’ll straighten your body
Now I’ll heal you to the deapths of your heart
By doing so I’ll fill you with immense joy
By doing so I’ll return life to your body
And to your thoughts I’ll heal your being your body
With powerfull essence of the tree and the universe
So you are joyous remember my words
So you remember them I will shant them
Though I’m small I made your thoughts shine
The universe is in harmony
The word is and ever will be
♥⚛♡
neutro *diferente* indiferente
✵✾❃❇❈❉❊ born to be beautiful ✵✾❃❇❈❉❊
my own made protection
concentra-te foca-te hipnotiza o futuro
roman style
zoom in your colour
fractured rainbows
getting into the dragon
quartz my reality
