
Monthly Archives: July 2019
I’ve worked out the ideal amount to go onstage with, finally after 10 years of pain-staking research. One or two imodium, I get the fear bad, y’know. Two tequilas, two Guinness, two red bull, and two to four drops of magic mushroom tincture

I closed my eyes and she drift away

Lord knows how hard we tried

Pictures of the distance

Cops can’t catch criminals

I pour scorn on the middle classes but it’s obviously a rejection thing. I know there’s no nobility in poverty. Its ‘I want what you have. Nice conversation. Decent food’

Love can only blossom under certain mental conditions, rarely conjoined, and totally opposed to the freedom of morals which characterizes the modern era. Veronique had known too many discotheques, too many lovers; such a way of life impoverishes a human being, inflicting sometimes serious and always irreversible damage

Thought I was free from all that questionning, but every time a problem ends, another one begins

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