HIPPIE

I walked around town aimlessly. I found an old hippie with flowers in their hair and the smell of patchouli and marijuana. Had a gun in his belt.- Bang, bang, bang.I said while I was threatened with his gun.

JOY DIVISION

I wanted to be different. But I realized it was like everyone else.

I was in the system.

I like sad music on a Sunday morning rain

The fox is the key to enter a mysterious world. I like Victorian children's stories where animals talk like Alice in Wonderland.Cats having tea at five, owls sleeping in trees full of bulbs, moles reading Dickens ...