Salut les innombrables.

a little tomatoe / a little volcano

I’m now off to Paris to get my heart fixed. It’s metaphorical obviously. Paris is MY place, my city, home to me / even though i didn’t litteraly grow up there . That’s where i’m heading to get some cuddles, to receive love, to be taken care of and ingest some magic power to survive this wreckage.

Hope life is gonna be good to me once again, hope i’ll survive, hope it’s all for the BEST, hope for more than this, i do hope for love and happiness, and ones that stay.

Kisses to all of you + i’m taking my laptop with me, and will cling hard to my camera > hope you’ll see bits and pieces of me here soon*