right now

This is what I want.

And this is all if I'm honest.
All the work and projects and ideas, nope.
I want to be topless, somewhere in Italy, drinking wine on a balcony.
Or by a pool.
Or whatever.
That's what I want.
I want some Italian man with a love of opera to call me "bellissima" and that's it.
That is all.

Thanks, byyye!

Yours truly.
With love.
M.

una vita italiana

"And so I got to do what I do best - moan."


Happy Spring.




Don't make me less.
Don't dim my anything really.
Just, yeah.
So, make me more, or go to hell.
Unleash, or hands off.

This will be step1.

Second quarter here we go, and this will be step1.



The only thing I believe in is Poetry.


Yours truly.
M.