trial and error!!!
lollies, the incredible undecidedness of my hair, freakin out on the dancefloor, laugh-lines around eyes, staying in bed all day, pulling faces, breakfast on my very own little little balcony (some say, its only a window-sill... mpfff!), play with my pony, everything i am not supposed to know *g*, tiny stars, waking because of the rooks crie, the existance of male princesses, woolen socks, humming voices the morning after, stuffed and 100coloured shop-windows, noses, watching strangers, everything but no weak coffee, the mobility of faces, late night tea, deja vues, rain although sunshine, wind-tousled hair, distorting mirrors, squeezing crocodile tears
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nobody knows the movies i..ve seen. not even me.
yes
oceano mare - a. baricco,101 reykjavik - h. helgason,fleisch ist mein gemuese - h. strunk,zuhause - k. magnusson,ich liebe eine tigerente - janosch
to be invented each day a new...
always in the honour of dragging poor little princess-me out of the wolfing shrubbery in my head