vanity | cracow, 031916

A year ago, when those pics were taken (actually, a bit more than this), I was on a weekend trip with a friend, to visit her new Uni on it's open days (oh, the days when Uni seemed like a other solar system). In fact, we went in for like 20 minutes, and strolled around the city for the rest of our time there. The best part was definitely the fact that our hostel shared a floor with a strip club, the exotic vibe of that is unforgettable. Also, we bought supermarket sushi and we kept it on a windowsill outside, plus it turned out to be disgusting. Some memories fade, but the one about such a crime on a fish never will. 

I notice how weirdly times go by sometimes; I don't feel like it was long ago, yet I can't relate to how life felt back then 100%. And that's hella good in context of, for example,  stuff like high school finals as I'd rather set myself on fire or something extreme like that than do this again.
Still, I realized how some things feel closer to current day than the others, no matter the passed time. It's kind of like every person creates their own spacetime based on unique experiences and how they value each occurancy differently.
Minds are cool, man.

We went to some kind of mirror labyrinth back then, and even though we've heard it's smaller than expected, ergo, dissapointing, I recommend giving some time to places like that and you can really zone yourself out of any sense of orientation. And bump into mirrors like some kind of selfmade maniac, fun 101. And we took some pics while we were at it.

guess anything goes


what i want | breslau, 090616

The boys are back in town aka I'm trying to do stuff here instead of being lazy and binge watching Netflix (I had like, a bunch of exams recently and I think my body is trying to bounce back after a month of sleeping very few hours a day and existing on pizza and energy drinks. and coffee. and some other not exactly healthy stuff). 
So right now I'm trying to basically get my life back on track, and while sorting out thousands of pics I found this old thing (and I probably should get around all that quicker cause damn soon I'll be like "yeah those are from a year ago" and I do not necessarily want that to happen). 

University is fun, because basically it's like some mad scientist's experiment of putting a bunch of people officially labeled as "adults", but practically as far away from that term as it is humanly possible and trying to get them to figure out what they're supposed to do, and like, how not to spend all your money on wine (don't ask me tho).
 So we just float around trying to make the best out of it, with like, 15 minutes breakdown every half of an hour because how, for the love of jfc, am I supposed to write an exam if I've attented the lecture once this semester (and only because it was too cold to go outside and I wanted to sleep in the meantime)? 
But it also does get you some creativity skills, like "how to make a meal when you have an egg, peanut butter and one quarter of a bell pepper in your fridge; a poem by me". 
Anyways, it's cool in the survival mode kind of way.
Also I just signed up for so many extra classes that I just can't wait to complain about how much work I have to do. Oh, the possibilities. 

don't promise anything you can't deliver to me


can't pin me down | breslau, 050416

Turns out there's a really nice side to being an absolute fucking mess, and it's finding cool pictures from some time ago. Month wise to be honest. But hey, who doesn't love a throwback?
(I don't necessarily do all the time. Like, when it's Monday morning and I want to throw myself under the bus on the way to Uni, but then accidentaly stumble upon a picture of my hand holding a mojito on a beach in Cuba and I think that the bus might be too small for the job.) 
Usually it's not that harsh tho. What a rollercoaster of emotions I just went through. 
So the pics are from April, I had to check that, and I think it makes them really postponed, even on my terms. Which already are pretty casual.
(I swear I just heard all my school deadlines fucking yell somewhere in the back of my head).
Anyways, I like looking back at them, especially since they were taken in a botanical garden in a city that I left some time ago and I think it must be one of my favorite spots there. With all the greenhouses, succulents and sun dancing around it always feels so calm and relaxing, even though it's quite the city center (I kinda got stuck on a v. nostalgic feeling right now).
I almost forgot it's winter and all that cold shit outside.
Maybe I shouldn't write a 10 pages long rant about my hatred for the Satan's season right now, I'm pretty sure I'll have plenty of chances to do so within next few months.
For now, I'd rather pretend I'm chilling with all the cacti portrayed below. In a really cool purple blazer and my boss ass hat, that is bigger than my head.
I can actually put it on right now to make the moment even more relatable. But I'm not sure if it will fit my pajamas; got to check on that asap.

I am never gonna give you anything you expect