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me being romantic at the beach

im laying on his back and reading a book. 

Me: What would you say if I throw up on you? 

Him: I like being with you too.

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Pro Adult Tip

When you light up your cigarette on the stove and you lean above it, make sure that your hair is tied up. 

Sincerely Yours and Mine, 

Viktoria With Fringe Now

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Me talking to someone really unavailable

Standard good guy, close to forty, ridiculously handsome, sporty body type. Downsides: 2 beautiful kids and a wife, big mortgage. 

Him: You know... you are very mature for your age. It’s been good to talk to you. 

My Inner Voice: I am also really good in bed.

Me: Thanks. Gotta go. 

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in a private karaoke room

Priscilla sits next to me grabs my hand and says: 

- Amore, you are a pearl elevated from the ocean...but you really can’t sing.

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Me: I don’t eat carbs

-20mins later-

Me: Can I have a Waffel with nutella and banana on top, please?

Waffel Lady: Whip Cream?

Me: Yeah, why not!

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End of chapter A

The paintings in the dark witness it only. Now it’s the time to say it out loud Viktoria what’s on your mind. I hug her and say a fraction of what i’d prepared as a tiny speech. Silently crying in the hall. I step out of the now calm downtown street. Walking a bit aimlessly around. 

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a certain kind of heaven

dirty feet and naked, eating pasta in the kitchen while reading

the tomato sauce marks the pages - making a note where I stopped.

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The bar has been quite high already. 

But I don’t know if we have a future if you are not a comedian, a jew, a  president, and you also fight in a war for your people.

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bird by bird - bite by bite

Sometimes when I think of you i take off the box of cake you brought with you. 

I slice a big chunk with a sharpless knive and bite a mouthful and I imagine you.

I imagine you in New York, somewhere on the east side up or down doesn’t matter, it’s just in my head; you walk the walk from here to there and you stumble into a little Hungarian bakery shop and you think of me.

You are not in a place - where you or me can be more than a nice idea either on a snowy new york street in the east up or down side, either in my noisy kitchen.

And I eat my slice of cake from this never expiring box at the castle district in Budapest. I wipe my mouth with my sleeve and put the box back on the shelf.

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Instead

of saying fuck you to a person, I say “find yourself!”

See? I just turned the conversation from mean to an existential crisis. 

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when karma sends you a message that’s when:

you get your period on the same day you get your omicron

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My biggest secret

when people talk to me I usually don’t really listen but think about:

- how to do tweaks in my theatre play so the timeline between Poppy and James make sense for the audience, also which overwritten lines i should be cutting down

- what are my alternative career choices so I don’t get old as a film producer assistant on a countryside shooting location

- skincare routines of celebrities 

- reaction videos of routines of celebrities

- how should I get fit without doing any exercise

- ‘the community’ scenes where I catch film references so I feel superior to peasants who don’t

- trying to figure out how to sell my dramedy series to one living-breathing-producer who would pitch it to HBO

-how to capture a producer - alternative solutions to physically attack them. 

-thinking about the mysery of being 26 and realising that my favourite thing is laying in bed every evening and that I don’t want to change and don’t really know how to be a cool instagram model because i have hairline connecting my belly button and my vagina

-why did sally rooney managed to write such an utterly boring book? also that gives me the question that if I don’t have anything else to say- should I stop writing - without even starting writing? When is the death of an artist can be said out loud? 

- reaction videos of reaction videos of routines of celebrities

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New Life Goal

becoming a Jazz Musician wife. 

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he’s been shouting for 15 minutes straight

under our window, 15 fucking minutes straight, he’s been shouting to the street; “you dickhead fucking fuck you mottha fuccka....” It’s almost nonsense.

At the 14th minute i hesitate to shout at him to stop and the i withdraw to my window. He continues for 1 more angry minute and then contently, he walks away. 

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Me at a buffet lunch

- cheddar soup with tortilla

- sushi

- some steamed purple cabbage

-profiterol

- some fried cauliflower

- fried ewe cheese

- pineapple

- tomato soup

- cappuccino

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Office Success

I managed to poo without anyone coming in.

Additional information: In the toilet.

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Me flirting:

I am really good at being mediocre.