Acquiring familiarity with the self

No need to hide

I’m Daniela
I’m untidy
I’m qualified
I can be morose and paranoid and gloomy
I’m tragic at times
My dreams can be beautiful and terrible
I can’t make good coffee and often let my Moka melt on the kitchen stove
I can be inordinately happy
I’m dependable
I can destroy all I have for a principle
I’m coherent
I can be very pathetic
I fondly cherish my superpowers
I hate the idea of having hurt anyone else
I like being in control (but I pay it with acute gastritis)
I like losing control
I like happy people
I can give you all I have with a finger snap

A present

Buttefrlies gutterflies flutterbies and bats

I don’t like doggedness
I don’t like jealousy
I can be atrociously jealous
I can be sharply cruel
I’m fairly honest
I hate cats, mice and lies
I love taking self portraits because they’re better than mirrors
I can use forgiveness as a weapon
I’m extremely suspicious and love to linger on morbid details
I love reading aloud to somebody but am too afraid of being a pain in the ass. So I never do it, as a matter of fact.
I cry when I read books
I laugh aloud when I read books
I like drawing or taking pictures of hands
I like human feet
I bite my nails
I hate being a burden to somebody
I’m a tree that grows hearts

A tree that grows hearts

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hands

I seem to be obsessed with hands, somehow. I keep dreaming of hands, my own or other people’s. Must be something to do with giving. Let me show you.

I got this diamond I don't know how to shine

A present

Limerence

So I’ve created a set on Flickr about this.
With all my love: hands set

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A few idle Jerome K Jerome quotes for you

Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.

But there, everything has its drawbacks, as the man said when his mother-in-law died, and they came down upon him for the funeral expenses.

It is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do.

Foolish people — when I say “foolish people” in this contemptuous way I mean people who entertain different opinions to mine. If there is one person I do despise more than another, it is the man who does not think exactly the same on all topics as I do.

Conceit is the finest armour a man can wear.

If you are foolish enough to be contented, don’t show it, but grumble with the rest.

I attribute the quarrelsome nature of the Middle Ages young men entirely to the want of the soothing weed.

I like work; it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours.

It is always good policy to tell the truth unless of course you are an exceptionally good liar.

It is so pleasant to come across people more stupid than ourselves. We love them at once for being so.

Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.

People who have tried it, tell me that a clear conscience makes you very happy and contented; but a full stomach does the business quite as well, and is cheaper, and more easily obtained.

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