Pre nedelju dana na parkingu se gledao ispod oka sa likom, napucan negovan kao svetski top model, prolazi pored mene nista, ali onda iz kola okrenuo vrat za 180 stepeni da me odmeri. Zapamtim tablice. Danas vidim auto, unutra visi krst od pola metra i trobojka. Moj mozak ⬇️
Novi Sad u 4:30 dva lika koja se ljube ispred Jovine (real) 10 metara napred ka centru neko se posrao na sred trotoara (sve je razmazano) zatim malo napred druga dva lika koja se biju ispred jednog od pasaža, riba koja jednog od njih šuta u muda i masa koja stoji i to gleda
Dear gay man, If he really wanted access to you, you’d hear from him. If he truly missed you, he’d show up. And if he valued you, he’d make the effort to keep you.
Dear gay man,
Never beg for love.
Never beg for romance.
Never beg for attention.
Never beg for affection.
Never beg for respect.
Never beg for reciprocity.
Never beg for compliments.
Never beg for quality time.
Never beg for intimacy.
Never beg for commitment or loyalty.