its time to like new things, to try new things. like maybe music for instance.

poptart amazed me. made me quite an addict to songs which are not the norm.

homeclub gave a new meaning to clubbing cause there's no booty shaking for once.

the flopping of hair and the jumps and the noddings and the alcohol in our heads.

i like the fuss and the moving visions and the cold wind brushing against my timed bomb.

drunk people steals beer from cheers. cheers to cheers.





all the shallow things in lfe.

all the pragmatism and the socialist.

i rolled.







the spice of it all was that there was none.

a nostalgic event which was in full bliss.

timed. it smells.







caron said im a label whore.

i think im into materials now.

and im broke.

those calls aint gonnna make me a way loader.

next stop, cheap nice shoes, pedro.





fuck karma, it really does exist.











and we don't care 'bout the young folks

talking 'bout the young style

and we don't care 'bout the old folks

talking 'bout the old style too