Although today was a rainy day, I had a good time with my gay best friend. Our relationship is unexplanable. We are more like bros. Anyway. We had lunch at an Asian restaurant and ate Japanese food (yum yum).
I showed him my favourite goth shop and what surprises me is that when the red-haired punk goth tattooed seller asked me why I had a crutch I spontaneously avowed I did a suicide attempt. I mean, I’ve known her for like 5 years, but I don’t come often to her shop (the clothes are expensive) and we only shared small talks. Maybe the fact that she’s goth-punk makes me believe she’s open-minded. I am sure she is.
Sorry, no picture of my face but I can assure you I smile on this photograph.