I don’t care what other people think about me. Most people are idiots, and they can think whatever they want.
Ida LøkåsTag: humor people think idiots don-t-care
I don’t care too much about talking, but I don’t like being alone.
Ida LøkåsTag: life friendship alone talking
I pretend he doesn’t exist, and he does the same with me.
Ida LøkåsTag: life funny pretend relationship exist
I bet she likes it hard, from behind, probably likes to get spanked too. I mean, just look at her, she has a serious come-fuck-me-face.
Ida LøkåsTag: humor sex funny fuck face slut
I can tell she’s upset, but I can’t be bothered to say anything. Some days are just like that.
Ida LøkåsTag: love hurt relationship upset
He’s always complaining about the fucking recession and how the government is working against people like him. He calls himself working class, which I think is a bit ironic since he doesn’t work.
Ida LøkåsTag: work government complaining recession ironic working-class
He calls himself working class, which I think is a bit ironic since he doesn’t work.
Ida LøkåsTag: work ironic working-class
Nothing happens. And by that I mean nothing.
Ida LøkåsTag: nothing nothing-happens
I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.
Ida LøkåsTag: love loss abandonment memories eyes fathers mirror missing-someone
Our apartment is a hotel for losers. A pit stop before the next ride.
Ida LøkåsTag: love losers ride hotel pit-stop
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