Por una cabeza

Por una cabeza – Carlos Gardel ~
Por una cabeza de un noble potrillo
Que justo en la raya afloja al llegar
Y que al regresar parece decir:
“No olvides, hermano,
Vos sabes no hay que jugar”
Por una cabeza metejón de un día
De aquella coqueta y risueña mujer,
Que al jurar sonriendo
El amor que está mintiendo
Quema en una hoguera todo mi querer.
Por una cabeza
Todas las locuras;
Su boca que besa
Borra la tristeza
Calma la amargura.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Que importa perderme
Mil veces la vida;
¿Para qué vivir?
Cuantos desengaños, por una cabeza,
Yo juré mil veces no vuelvo a insistir
Pero si un mirar me hiere al pasar,
Su boca de fuego, otra vez, quiero besar.
Basta de carreras, se acabó la timba,
Un final reñido yo no vuelvo a ver,
Pero si algún pingo
Llega a ser fija el domingo,
Yo me juego entero, qué le voy a hacer.
Por una cabeza
Todas las locuras;
Su boca que besa
Borra la tristeza
Calma la amargura.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Que importa perderme
Mil veces la vida;
¿Para qué vivir?

why

You crush the lily in my soul.

Check the level of smart stoopid [i]

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Thanks for attempting to think u can make space by hiding things in plain sight. Yes but [apparently] it works ~ It’s annoying and useless and NOTHING WAS WRONG BEFORE to begin with. The Rush is fake. The Nightmare is real.

Latest Podcast:

link: https://anchor.fm/ishkira-wind/episodes/Citesc-din—Interferente-in-lumea-calculatoarelor—el4qfj

I’m in dir need to fetch myself a LIFE!
😉

I’m a Dreamer, a reveler (but upon looking at the meaning,

Definition of revelry: noisy partying or merrymaking

B…b..but… For me the immediate meaning is : dreamer, imaginative, one who enjoys daydreaming and various interlaced activities [What’s on my C:ses] not much to do with Others ~ as the given Definition suggests at first sight *sigh*.

Mmmemory ~ past days I’ve been feeling more and more how ‘the reality around me’ ~ what’s tangible [3rd Dimension] can “Only” be combobulated ( I put “” because truth is its’s not correct like this, only shittable cause of * fake shit about space  I don’t know what level you’re at. If I’ve been lied to and deceived all my life, probability you are in the same type of teeth) if MY memories are Played in a specific manner (idiotic manner if you ask me ~ Many not normal things not even to Newbie Operators of whateverthisis ~ It’s an illusion anyway ~ They hide things – they don’t exist. Bla bla). From some smells I smell where they shouldn’t be, to certain moods I get succombed too: Hey, I feel like That spring, somehow, a whiff of That period in time, all with approximations but Annoying nonetheless. It’s Not Traditional. However, some memoreies make me feel Fondness ~ something like Friendship. Not Pavlov Type [Late november] But different, As if, hey, Even if I have no idea who you are, I feel I was aware of your ‘presence’ while I was doing those things back then, and I liked our little interaction. How was it symbiotical, I do not know. I thoughtI am just doing things and you are only observing (for example – me overdosing on Vitamin C pills as a kid, because I liked the taste, the texture as I was crumbling them in my mouth, the soreness of the tongue ~ Not really worrying for half a sec of possible adverse effects). That awareness is more recent though, if I felt observed back then, I would probably try to talk to you ~ Since we were somehow looking at the same SHIT in our own ways, even if different, the SHIT was A Thing, always. It’s not that some of my memories eek me out, or I’m ashamed, but some things were just weirder than others, let’s put it this way. Not all the tastes were enjoyable. I felt used many times even without having any idea what was gong on [Modules on how to access some of my functions~]. #Synchronicity ~ as I was writing here, I got this notif on my phone ~ Good timeing! … Should I understand that what I was thinking about falls into the category Make Noise yada yada what I wrote in: http://www.goddessazra.com/2020/09/weird-headache/

.:Yes:.

A person can’t simply begin to understand this about themselves, their life, and then wake up the next day as if aaaaah, nothing happened, now let me be on par with my [useless] routine, drag more people in [useless] ~~~ I wish ISBN 973-97763-5-3 could give me a sign in their spare time.

[…]

But we apparently do talk about the same events, regardless of the views we have, probgramming due to our ‘socioculturalfamilialwhatevershapedyou’ ~ I Saw an image of a Bird (?) ~ How isn’t this in the Zolology category though, and if ALL zolology leads to Deadh, why are we still doing things like this? This, I do not understand. Conspiracies begin to pour, rumors of Evil and other things that I simply do not wish to believe in.

~~~

Petko on a chair in the kitchen.

~
Back of my Lenormand deck (It’s called Mystical Lenormand) ~ I got Cross & Gentleman this time.
~
Sad face.
~
View inside the store where Mum got Kitchen furniture after she got the apartment we’re in right now, I was with her when we decided on this store. I found it interesting that there was a -quite large- portrait of Arsenie Boca there. Dream Fragments. I don’t know what else more 🙂
~
Copacul iluminat
~
There was a cat sleeping IN that store ~ I’ve never been delighted with such view before, on any of my previous night strolls.
~
Led Lights in the ground.
~
2 eyez
Everything is weirder and weirder.
And I’m really not in the mood to masturbate to prove anything to anyone. Good deed my ass. Sorry but no – I really don’t like what these peeps are doing with all the things in my ‘system’. From emotions to millimeters of apparent movement. Moving stranger, does it really matter ~ That “arousal”. MAN.. I have NO REASON to be aroused these days. Figure Yourselves out. *Sigh* 🙁
I really don’t like. This is not my nature, I’d gladly show you more if I was allowed to ‘have a life’, but all I hear is NO, and this is a NIGHTMARE. You (a specific someone in the audience) could Easily ‘help me’ wake up’ (I dream while Awake too ~ no need to be scared of  my Version of Death),,, Make space for what? Only deadends, all their versions. I’ve seen, you’ve seen as well. If you’re in denial, I wish I can choose to part ways, in a respectful manner.
I wish I could just curl up in bed, do nothing for a while (2-3 days, a week or so, it’s not like I’m attempting to commit a crime FFS, not be in pain because of Anything that I don’t or do do), cry, heal [real healing is not possible though while blinded in nightmare state~ They’re dragging us along, lying to us, that we are on our way to Fix this and or things pertaining to this Very Thing! It pains me so much to experience ‘Life’ like this], how I can, from the Madness that my ‘life’ has been especially past year++, things I never thought possible of myself to waste myself on and how, with no one to really talk to. Ok, I am grateful for some of you but, THIS was never necessary for us, ever. THIS was and is just a waste and don’t deny me on saying this because I’m trying to come back from that Dead
END.
What [some of] You chose for me was not normal, nor nice.

And for that ‘Poor’ Guy, over there. Guess what! I DON’T CARE that you’re apparently poor. I don’t think I ever asked for Your Money ~ ‘Our type’ of communication is Free of Charge (and has nothing to do with Orgasms as I’ve been demonstrating them, really. *as soon as I wrote this I got back pain and saw image of man on his 4 bound to the ground chains and molten metal both him and his environment* )

*wink*. … … You forgot.

Weird headachE

Blurred mecha - old VICTORY watch
last time I tried it didn’t go like this – blank.

Not allowed to take a screenshot so I took a picture. Started watching this on Netflix. Ghost in the Shell SAC_2045 ~ found this interesting ‘no noise no life’ because of what I’ve been led to believe lately… Also, translation seems off. (both the Japanese & Romanian ones)

In my context, noise [“Every sound hurts”], like I’ve been talking a bit about it, still makes no sense to me but, I hear {sensory manipulation – Nightmare}, a REaction is encouraged[forced] (in MY OWN MIND! ~ by external sources ~ certain sequences activated against my will & maybe others’ too.) then I ‘Emit’ something that I’d label as ‘bad’ ~ that is ‘food’ for the ones that are used to make my reality seem the way it does, over and over again. I don’t know how to put this in better words now, irrelevant, anyway. I’ve heard (felt) that this is already a known thing. I tried various pathways and I always seem to reach similar deadends ~ I have no Control, or real choice, when it comes to these circumstances. It’s very bothersome, stinks of Bad Design. THIS IS NO LIFE. [Inverted somethings; Ooooo, Shiny, I hear Junkrat’s voice in my head].

Interesting article: https://gizadeathstar.com/2020/09/psycho-electric-weapons/

Do I want to learn more about this? Not really. Regardless of our good intent, somebody keeps on making bad choices for us, and quantumify ‘Time’ to their ‘advantage’, which, is nothing like this, really. A weird mechanism.

~~~

Heard this song playing in my head, but I heard the lyrics as: ‘Crucify my heart’ ~ instead of ourselves/myself.

Every finger in the room was pointing at me, I wanna spit
In their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach, I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now

I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands drive another nail in
Just what God needs one more victim

Why do we crucify ourselves?
Everyday I crucify myself
And nothing I do is good enough for you
I crucify myself

Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being
I said, “My heart is sick of being in
Chains, chains”

Got a kick for a dog begging for love
I gotta I have my suffering so that I can have my cross
I know a cat named Easter, he says, “Will you ever learn
You’re just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird”

I’ve been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands, drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion

Why do we crucify ourselves?
Every day I crucify myself
And nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself

Every day I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being
I said, “My heart is sick of being in
Chains, chains”

Please save me, I cry

Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I’ve been raising up my hands, drive another nail in
Where’re those Angels when you need them?

Why do we crucify ourselves?
Every day I crucify myself
And nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself

Every day I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being
I said, “My heart is sick of being in
Chains, chains”

Why do we crucify ourselves?
Why do we crucify ourselves?
Why do we crucify ourselves?
Why do we crucify ourselves?
Why do we crucify ourselves?
Why do we crucify ourselves?

Every day

⛓️🔗📎🧿🔓🖇️🏴󠁭󠁨󠁴󠁿

The sun  from my window today ~ Last night, the sky was so interesting, different, “shiny” ~ I feel that I could almost touch it. Big clouds down low, moving SO fast, that seemed to make the sky look ‘lit’. A rare view for me.. 

Every You Every Me

Sucker love is heaven sent
you pucker up our passion‘s spent
my hearts a tart your body‘s rent
my body’s broken yours is spent
Carve your name into my arm
instead of stressed i lie here charmed
cuz there’s nothing else to do
every me and every you
Sucker love a box i choose
no other box i choose to use
another love i would abuse
no circumstances could excuse
In the shape of things to come
too much poison come undone
cuz there’s nothing else to do
every me and every you
every me and every you
every me… hee
Sucker love is known to swing
prone to cling and waste these things
pucker up for heavens sake
there’s never been so much at stake
I serve my head up on a plate
it’s only comfort, calling late
cuz there’s nothing else to do
every me and every you
every me and every you
every me… hee
Every me and every you
every me… hee
Like the naked leads the blind
i know i’m selfish, i’m unkind
sucker love i always find
someone to bruise and leave behind
All alone in space and time
there’s nothing here but what here’s mine
something borrowed, something blue
every me and every you
every me and every you
every me… hee
Every me and every you
every me… hee
every me… hee
every me… hee
every me… hee

Ow Yeah

 I’m not doing what “I’m supposed to”? I receive more “pain that makes me older”, as I call it as of late.

Who’s counting now anyway? I am not allowed to know ~ How can I ever truly ‘serve’, in this case. Not reaching the tail, the instinct to bite is ever-present, never fully satisfied.

They can put sounds in my head ~ bleah.

Then others think I emit the sounds I hear.

So much confusion…

Experiment IV
Kate Bush
[Verse 1]
We were working secretly for the military
Our experiment in sound was nearly ready to begin
We only know in theory what we are doing
Music made for pleasure, music made to thrill
It was music we were making here until…
[Chorus]
They told us all they wanted
Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance
So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red
It’s a mistake in the making
[Verse 2]
From the painful cry of mothers
To the terrifying scream
We recorded it and put it into our machine
[Chorus]
But they told us all they wanted
Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance
So we go ahead and the meters are over in the red
It’s a mistake that we’re making
[Bridge]
It could feel like falling in love
It could feel so bad
But it could feel so good
It could sing you to sleep
But that dream is your enemy
[Interlude]
[Verse 3]
We won’t be there to be blamed
We won’t be there to snitch
I just pray that someone there
Can hit the switch
[Chorus]
But they told us all they wanted
Was a sound that could kill someone from a distance
So we go ahead and the meters were over in the red
It’s a mistake we’ve made
[Outro]
And the public are warned to stay off

It’s almost as if…

…What do you expect me to say

    ABout what I see…
I don’t like the ‘blame game’, so… Linguistyx… Found myself in the Lion’s den… Again? Hey! I’m a Leo myself 😉 
~~~ Dispeller of illusions .:Not allowed:. (Yet) • [Time is fake] 
…words? Sometimes there just aren’t any available to truly express what needs to be expressed.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Pidges! 
Talk to the …

Why did I see this? [Wall]

ROmanian weirdness.

Optimal way of… Deceiving everybody? [I don’t want food with bugs, however, I think these 👾 are cute. So easy to misunderstand Me. 
Yeux sans visage…
Voyage, voyage ♥
~~~
My <EGO> is not sick, naturally. If only, if only…
Discretion? But, 

Waiting in line.

Did you?

_
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Sunset before I took the tram 🙂
Linguistyx @ play 

Pinky hug?

Moon & Lamp

Nois! Nais or noise? *Meow*

I remember those walls…

Directia servicii.

~ Thanks.
~~~

I still don’t understand why certain things are so trendy across Generations that should Evolve. ( I do not believe in Evil things even if I see them “@play” ~ No. It’s almost as if, they don’t know how to play.) ~

Mind the… ? 

Din statia lui 14.

Thank you for the Whisper. I truly appreciate!

Din tramvai.

De ce e de 2 ori?

^
Keywords and more..
v

Odd looking grass~ 

More keywords. (&more)

Hmmmm….
I went to McDonald’s, felt clueless most of the time. (Because of the Humans vs. Non-Humans thing)

I still don’t know how to look at some information and deal with my Reality as if Nothing happened.
*sigh* I mean all the misunderstandings regarding religious things & well… Things themselves. And the things which are not things but are treated as things and it’s very painful.

I do not believe in spiritual warfare ~ (Why Force me to believe it’s Real?!) It is but a dream. A NIGHTMARE. How many lives? What? Numbers? So everything I do really is in vain? (No one really caught me / I do not break, Nothing will ever make me ‘break’ ~ I need a break.) ~  Not even Once.  Restul e poveste ~ *sigh*

Cause baby if you have eyes like mine, you can hear in the dark.

I liked this. [I still don’t understand how things like these have anything to do with ‘sex’ whatsoever].
Make make make
More more more
Ok.
I’m still confused.
Food?

jnfingignifowiejfwoeifj.

Stadionul National ~ era multa lume pe acolo (lume as in ~ people)
*sigh*

*siiiigh*

Cine, ce, cand, unde?
Cum adica… Am uitat la ce ma uitam in timp ce unii ma fortau sa nu-i uit pe altii. Nu imi place sa ma uit la ei.

Mr. Maior, linii din umbre.

♥♥
U

Drapelul national.

Aer = Air

Why does this make me smile?

Nails in thick wood

“School” 

Sad because of the same thing with the same thing..

I got close. *Snap*
Do I really wanna know what this means?

counting lines and versions.

Profanity ( Fake politeness   Mockery/) is not how u make more space, punct.

OF

29.07.2020 Weird dream last night… I was holding my grown up son in my arms, he was still dressed as a baby (infasat); and various aspects in the dream tried to make me “see” him as a lover (iubit) but I had a Knowing (inner) that that’s my

Upsidedown.
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Thanks for reading my blog,
xoxox
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<3
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Bitter Moon – the Silence

Ziduri mari de cabluri lungi si fibre de carbon
Noi ne-am inaltat si-ncet ne sufocam

Daca mai respiri acum te-nchidem in neon
Nu avem de gand sa te mai suportam

Dati-ne un sfant, un om
Un lider de carton
Si il νom urma oricand fara refuz

Ritmul rece sacadat
Din vocea fara ton
Cheama lacom inca un abuz

Pana cand, pana cand..

Auzim zgomotul vietii masinilor
Cu care ne-acoperim
Tacerea

Auzim zgomotul vietii masinilor
Cu care ne-acoperim
Tacerea

Nu avem trecut nici viitor ci doar prezent
Suntem toti copiii marelui virtual

Fiecare e-un ocean de vise de ciment
Dar n-am fost nicicand mai mult decat un val

Pana cand, pana cand..

Pana cand
Auzim zgomotul vietii masinilor
Cu care ne-acoperim
Tacerea

Auzim zgomotul vietii masinilor
Cu care ne-acoperim
Tacerea

Zgomotul vietii masinilor
Cu care ne-acoperim
Tacerea

Auzim zgomotul vietii masinilor
Cu care ne-acoperim
Tacerea
Tacerea…

https://luna-amara.bandcamp.com/

Flash … it’s just an image

Hello!

Me & others, forced to imagine against our true will.

What day? …6 (circled) .
Doesn’t matter anyway.
4 Years I haven’t wirtten a full page, yet almost 2 full journals now (rect-tangled) . Degeaba. EVerything (underlined) I do is in vain. A Lie / Feeds the lie & nothing more ( talking in Lienguage).
Too much pain. No progress. Only blindness /  humiliation. The blind programmed 2 kill. Not smart, not smart at all. I really don’t want to go on. 

 Some of my WoW characters.

 Started playing World of Warcraft in 2009. Servers I played on: Hellfire, Mazrigos, Executus, Argent Dawn. Most of my chars are on Mazri atm.

 ♥

 

 I remember (something happened ~ summer 2018).

 
•••

 …My ass! 😉

 Feet as clock Tongues.

 I like Belfs but not my fav race. 

 Interesting things

 Ishki & Leaping Hatchling ~

 Abomination – still remember their old looks & my 1st Naxx run. (lol)

 The little girl’s name is Uuna.
 Undeads 4 Life.
From all the things that I could tell you but I didn’t, you heard my thoughts we always seem to forget more or less according to our will but others use us indefinitely. I don’t know what to do or what my real audience is I want to be a hermit, really, I have many things to  leave behind and I am not allowed I am forced to live in the past as if I abandon certain people if I move on. My memories…Kept alive…By people…But those people have so deeply ingrained within themselves that they will somehow Die if I ”move on”. But they could be so much more than the Orgasm they felt 4 being, just like me 🙁
I felt their concern so many times and also interrupted communication when it gets too ‘obvious’ that we can communicate outside of norms but …Like I said…abt the gvmt/police … It’s a waste of good suffering (Hellraiser movie) ~ If you can hear the signal that makes that so real within you, you can’t even hear your own thoughts…But you hear mine… You are programmed to tick tick tick me away… Because you tick tick tick away … And you can’t see past that, by design, in a way… 

SEPULTURA – Phantom Self (OFFICIAL VIDEO)

What happened to me?
Felt like I had everything
Such a big catastrophe, but I had to deal with the struggle
It all began passing life so easily
Ready for almost anything, but it took a different direction
Then, one night, sharp turns
A light came from nowhere
Blown away
Never felt my injuries
Bleeding deep inside of me
Just knew I had to help all those people
Lost
My mind
It’s gone
That life
Lost
I’ve been looking for myself
It haunts me everyday
I’m searching for a truth no longer there
Transformed I’m someone else
Must face my phantom self
Transformed I’m someone else
Must face my phantom self
It’s a mystery
Changed my body’s chemistry
Always creeping up on me
Wiped out my whole soul of existence
The crash
Flashbacks
Carnage
The blood keeps on flowing
Killing me
Trapped inside this tragedy
Can’t see the road in front of me
Replay this nightmare over and over
Lost
I’ve been looking for myself
It haunts me everyday
I’m searching for a truth no longer there
Transformed I’m someone else
Must face my phantom self
Transformed I’m someone else
I’ll face my phantom self
Lost
I’ve been looking for myself
It haunts me everyday
I’m searching for a truth no longer there
Transformed I’m someone else
Must face my phantom self
Transformed I’m someone else
I’ll face my phantom self
Good luck! ♥
I already faced my ‘ Phantom self ‘, found out I have no real choice afterwards (and during, / or before).
Put it this way: }On the shelf to be left behind.{ My Phantom self – All they ever wanted me to be/do [Insert_trauma_based_mind_control_output_here], that I didn’t come close to, as close as <I needed to>, but they still wrote the story as if I did. Makes no sense? I agree. Makes no sense to me 2. 
Why do you think that I’m so upset? 🙁 (All possible answers may contain Truths but are severely Incomplete due to LinguistEEx 
~ ) ~ 0 ~ ( ~
P.S.: Greetings, Taskbar, you dear fella have been quite talkative Lately, thanks for following/ however this sort of interaction is called in your Understandment. :*

An experience.

[…]
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings
Like you anymore
[…]

and here: https://youtu.be/5k_pgDj8bAk [Masturbation starts ~ 1:00:00] – Thank you.
Hot hot hot, burns my skin, but it’s not the SummerTime I know… And Love
Cold Light…C…C…C…Cold L|||||ght… Why are you lying, why are you lying to us all?
~~~
V
~ He said… I’m gonna have another [Summer]… Do you know what he meant?  Do you know how much it hurts?.. … . . . ………………
Ask me. I don’t lie.
Dz.

I want to grow up I want to grow up I want to grow up. I really like the guy in this song the voice and the story he is evoking. But I cannot help but wonder… Is this the man of the future? I hope not. It would wrong. A world of lies. I look at myself and I see this body. I’m not allowed to see too far away from my own programming. And }you don’t like this photo{ yet I am like this for a reason. I like myself, despite all my

}notifications{ imperfections.

I don’t think I‘m alive in order to prove others the ways to take to constantly better yourself like in the story with the coal and the diamond. I see their eyes – red – hiding behind darkness. I don’t want them to see me. We are not alike.

The guy in this song sounds like a dream. I wish he was more like a guy I could touch. Not the specific one in this song, but the guy that I want to be with. To be similar to me in a way constitutionally, I mean how we are constructed. To be able to touch and put this flesh to good use. Otherwise why do I have flesh for? If it’s just an illusion how can I see past it? I wish I had a partner in crime where crime means giggling every night underneath the blanket.

~ even if I had such a guy in my life.. like a long distance relationship or whatever, somebody to call my boyfriend, [good company] etc. I still wouldn’t do things like I do them now. I would know exactly what to do.

That’s why I keep whining about the toll this past year took on me. All this masturbation, the wrong things, the intruders… I don’t know for who I’m doing it or why but it didn’t help anyone, I feel this 100%.

Ishkira Wind WHAT? I have to masturbate AGAIN??? ¿? 👀😭
Latest orgasm video: https://youtu.be/Gr90HTnV5r8
Ishkira Wind So I really can’t trust anybody in this life for real.
}Everyday buses{ lol. Every day
}de4 asses{ passes in vain. Everything I do is in vain. Only evil is preferred. I’m not in competition with anyone I don’t want to convince anyone of anything I just want to be myself I want to be free to be myself. I don’t want to hide anymore I don’t want to masturbate anymore I don’t want to think about all those things anymore. No progress no progress no progress there is just too much pain. So much lack of truth and understandment.

The pain is too big and I can’t express it in words. What happened only in this past year I can’t find the right word for it but it’s a crime against everything that I stand for. A mockery of everything that I consider as value. Stop twisting my words my intent is only one. I don’t know what to do anymore it hurts too bad.



ishkirawind : It’s not that I’m not understanding with you all, but I can smell the bs from afar. • ishkirawind : And this has gone too far. • ishkirawind : I’m just trying to have a good time, and wish for you the same. I doubt feeding egregores is how ANYONE can have a good time. 

More ‘stuff” from my latelies :   https://photos.app.goo.gl/zdM7cwuAF2JVZZi28