Is it wrong

 

 Managed to grab a bit of time today to sit and write even if no one reads this (lets face it, you're here for the pictures). As I said on my previous post, I'm in the process of moving out of my parents house into my own small place. It has only one bedroom, a kitchen/living room, bathroom and a porch. I feel excited and very stressed (work also helps that). Most will be second hand bought and I will probably have my own Batman living room. The idea of having freedom, of being able to piss at 3am without getting screamed at seems wonderful to me.

Latety my head has been a mess, some certainties I had, no longer exist and I see my future and part of my sanity spiralling into an abyss. Logical thinking conflicts with emotional thinking and I fear the second one will win, turning my life even more restless...

Anyway, enough with the emo gibberish and some unreleased photos (of course, one is an ass photo).

 

Addicted to Lana del Rey's Is it wrong.. Oh that woman drives me insane with love!