YOUTH
my youth do I have to tell the truth? listening to Ruth all day, everyday in anyway. sat on the table drinking sowlling my vermouth, eating my overcooked brunch. spilling words from my mouth onto my little notebook, soon gonna be a book. my youth full of dreams, that never became true,they said dreams were to extreme, for me. I asked myself why do you need a degree?
( Valentina Musumeci via @laragazzawanderlust )












