The rest just depends of my mood.
"You will always be lucky if you know how to make friends with strange cats."
In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.
― Franz Kafka, Letters To Milena (via kafkaesque-world)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion)
Anonymous: so you've been waiting for someone whom go late at night to your place and no matter what you're doing you'll obey and let him use you. Gosh, sounds so tempting...
Yeah, it’s one of my fantasies…
