want a bit of my picspam? yes...you want to. btw the pics...i think i have to post them in parts. now see this as part one of merely a thousand.


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want a bit of my picspam? yes...you want to. btw the pics...i think i have to post them in parts. now see this as part one of merely a thousand.


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hullo again, dearest depressive mood. welcome back, i almost began to miss you during the last four days.

during the last four days... paris mon amour. came back yesterday night and -click!- the only thing i did was sobbing. i sobbed from arriving up to the point i finally found sleep. back home. i want to go back. back. back. back ( Read more... )

i'm finally going to paris later this week. four days / and i won't understand anything they will tell me. want a card? give me your address = you'll get a card.
                                                                                             that's a deal, eh?

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dearest magali,

i'm so so jealous of you. remember how i spent new year's eve getting crushed by angry little girls and boozed old men? but what you've seen at rock am ring last weekend was hilarious!!! wait, that's a lie, i fear they meant business...clickee!
no more links anymore, ok?

my mum's depression's getting worse. that's why my dad and me ( Read more... )

...but you changed your life for him.

mud is the new plush. i went to a festival on monday and my shoes and my trousers (they used to be striped in black and grey) were sprinkled with mud. brown sludgy mud. bah. i spent the whole next morning with scrubbing and brushing but nothing worked on my them. now i fear that i have to put them into the ( Read more... )

anthony & the johnsons make me wanting to cry my soul out. it was a mistake to put 'i am a bird now' on last night because it made me feel so miserable. i couldn't fall asleep for more than an hour and just cried and cried all the time. it was like strange feelings were coming out again. they evoked ....things i hate to think about...i tried never ( Read more... )

happy birthday, quiffy.


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fuck. the world is gruesome.


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Dearest Mr Morrissey and/or Mr Cocker ( Read more... )