I just realized that my beard is a century old.
Schlagwort: Körper
Hugs.
Someone remembered me as that guy who hugged him at the end of a long night 🙂
Magnetic Truth.
Bicycle lover magnet poetry of the week: our mountain top will never stop that sweat y hipster woman with helmet and hammer from shave ing your beautiful leg.
This Is Me.
It all matters. We can’t divide our insides from our outsides; we are all the complicated, amazing marriage of the physical and ephemeral. If there wasn't this body, there wouldn’t be this specific me writing these specific words.
Tummy Control.
Ach stimmt, die Terminologie war auch ein Grund keine Klamotten zu kaufen.