— No idea
— Nunc ipse, mich jetzt
I didn’t have breakfast today. And I was late.
I’m done with reflecting on sexual experiences. But from time to time I’ll come back to my gestandnisse, beitches.
I have breakfast from time to time, but for a good part of my life there was a point where I never ate breakfast. Up until recently I barely ever have any breakfast.
I get hungry when I wake up. But I just can’t eat. Sometime’s I choose not to eat sometime’s I just don’t feel like it. I keep trying to think about when I would have a good hearty breakfast. Eggs, sausages, bacon. Sloppy and full. A fulfilment to start a good day. I think a good breakfast means you’ll have a good day.
What I had for breakfast until recently is just coffee, and of course, cigarettes. I love a good cold morning with a cigarette, smoke filling the fresh morning air, complimenting the morning dew.
That would be my breakfast.
I’m due for some good sex. It’s been too long since I had it.
A good healthy meal in the morning.
That’s what I need.
My flesh craves for it, but what what my body needs is a good meal in the morning.
Maybe brunch. Still haven’t gone to Cafe Medina.
I’m not promiscuous. The last time has been a long time. I’m not really looking forward to the next time to be quite honest, but man can’t I wait. I should though. I really should. Ego sum.
— The most profound phrase ever to come from my mind. I’ll go more in-depth but I’m tired. I have to wake up in the morning for work and I don’t want to miss breakfast.