"I wanna have the PERFECT european summer, you know, like in the movies!"
Let me tell you the truth about european summer...I've been pickling CONSTANTLY for the past two months. The is probably not a single vegetable in 50km radius that hadn't been pickled by me. Last week I had a nightmare about pickles. I can't stand the feeling of a fresh vegetable in my hands. I miss my friends so much, I fear they've been pickled too. And the worst thing?
THERE IS STILL SO FUCKING MUCH MORE TO PICKLE!
... at this point, I'm probably sweating vinegar and bayleafs. I hate pickling season with my whole heart. That's all. Thanks for listening, and stay un-pickled my friend.
You're my religion
You're how I'm living
When all my friends say I should take some space
Well I can't envision, that for a minute
When I'm down on my knees, you're how I pray
Byla jsem poctěna strávit den v Prideparku ve společnosti největších svou čumblr ikon tohoto Pridu. Nejdražšího vzájemníka @suplikdandelion a @prej-ses-peknej-matla, kterou se mi dostalo té cti poznat, ačkoli fakt, že ještě neviděla Noc na Karlštejně je větší hřích než být svržen z nebe 😡. Užijte si svůj moment slávy, je právem zasloužený 🫶
chodníky u nás na vsi jakože: plevel, hromada štěrku, auto, přerostlé okrasné keře, plevel, auto, hromada hlíny, hromada písku co už tam je tak dlouho že z ní rostou pampelišky