La Chambre

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cry & die, please

Oke, offcourse i don't REALLY want to die but it all seems so terrible and hopeless and one big pile of shit right now that i needed something that sounded really dark and depressive. And what's better than i want to die..

Still, more appropriate would be: i want YOU to cry (and oke, die too).
I don't want to sound like a teenager (too late anyway) but: you stupid bastard!!!! (too late²) I pray God will make you you die alone and ugly and friendless and alone klqjdfm

Impressions of my room and bodyparts. Not really compatible with my current mood-status but i have non of those kind of pictures.

And keep on jodling

(For the photography)

I am fannnn. Heavy as a heavy box full of heavy things.

She makes me wanna start jodeling

Iekeliene Stange. (For the outfits)

The white house & visjes

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The best birthdaypresents ever: IKEASTUFF. I'm addicted to Ikea. I was even thrilled about the toiletbrush. Beside the prettypretty gifts i got, you can see us four in our house in Gent, where we stay during the week to be close to school and spend our evening and days to hard labour studying. Not to forget our awesome pets, the fishes. It kinda looks like they're posing for my camera, they're self-conscience pretty fishes. (In real i know they're begging to be fed).

Things are kinda weird lately. It seems like i'm waiting for something and all the things from before have lost their shine (partying and dancing 'till the morning not offcourse, i'm still crazy about that). But i can't imagine that what i'm waiting for is a man, a house, an everyday-job and live the rest of my life as a regular family. There's gotta be more. And it's about time it's coming.

Brunch au café