keep on making the same mistake, over and over again. õpetage keegi elama. kurvaks teeb.
eelmise nädala rumalaim ütlus: "ma arvan, et täna me ei joo."
selle kuu parim küsimus: "ta läks levikast ülikooli?!??"
aga veider on olla. nii palju deja-vu hetki, nostalgiat... ja meeletutes kogustes paranoiasid. ja liialt rahulik on olla, nagu kõik oleks taskaaalus ja hea, aga siiski miski kripeldab. rahu on pettekujutelm ilmselt, tingitud ehk väsimusest,
who knows.
I went to a party once, and there was a palm reader there and when she looked at my hand, she just froze. And I said to her "I know. My lifeline is broken. I know I won't live past thirty." Outside things may be tragic, but in here we feel its magic.
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