Strawberry wine.

I'm feeling it, I'm feeling, it's coming,
I'm almost there,

40 days left.
40 days left.
It looks like a....
...like 40 days left.

I keep achieving my goal slowly, gradually... carefully... cautiously... with regular pauses for taking a breath... for the tiniest mistake is not in a good tone right now, it's not the right move. The right move is to keep achieving my goal slowly, gradually, carefully, cautiously.


slow motion... FREEZE!


Having my goal achieved and my ambition fulfilled I will so be glad and subsequently I'll instantly abandon s-g-c-c attitude.

For the second time in my life mental wilderness will be affordable.
Everything will be actually.
I'll let that strawberry scent lead me, hoping it's gonna lead me where it always leads my thoughts.
Special place. Special feeling. Midsummer night dream.


And if not - I will for sure have a quote prepared.



I taught your
BOYFRIEND
that thing you like. :]






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