this year’s life
I don’t fear silence, at times I crave it. To settle the mind, so the heart can speak. – Skye Hardwick
new year hangover. scholarship in finland. start erasmus bordel. bohemian absinth. i will die. portuguese bubu. will you be my friend? jump style. what the fuck with this country?! cause we are your friends. toilet sleeping. lars classes. si pla-pla
ik moet en pipi doen. belgian crush. legalize marijuana. putain quoi?! murmansk. say good bye. end erasmus. 1st of may. vamă. summer. rasta barbie
sunburn hookah on the beach while wine tasting. british trailer park queen friend. gogol bordello!!! mick, i want your babies! vamă. night swimming. new friends. old friends. lapland again. good times with good people. morning cuddle. sambucca sasha. lars classes
out dancing. malenkiy gribochek. boy trouble. snow. sleepless nights. new nausea. szeretlek, bazd meg. nevermind, someday
home christmas. remembering. forgetting. good friends.
love.
Filed under: Anglijskij, Peace of mind, notes to a future self, perfect raptures | 6 Comments



mi-ai luat-o inainte.. am si eu ideea de year-recap… cu siguranta nu atat de absinthic!@#!@#$@#….poetic vroiam sa zic.
mda… poetic?! scurt mai degraba
eii..scurt pe naiba.
e “poetic” precum poetul garii de nord…
in odaia stramta, pe un pat diform,
zac strivit in perne, de un pumn enorm.
… multumesc sau fuck you?! habar nu am…
hooooooo
i mean – ho,ho,ho! =))))))
sa-nteleg ca nu ti-a placut poetu garii de nord?…mie mi s-a parut genial
mdea, ceva de bagat la capsula timpului