4:32 am,
Lund, Sweden
It's not always carpe-fucking-diem.
There is a bigger picture.
Your family expects something, your relatives, friends, everyone around you expect you to accomplish somethings. More productive.
You need to study, you need to work, go to gym -preferably 3-4 times a week-, get a lover, get a boner... cook food, wash your clothes, dishes, clean your house, clean yourself, go online, write a blog, go to facebook, put some wise crap on your wall...
"Karma is a bitch, ain't it ?"
Don't be fooled by words like "the world is your playground", because it fucking isn't!!!
It just gives you more and more drawbacks, everyday.
If you are a dreamer, go ahead, make 'em real. Then what? Here comes the next dream.
When you are 70, you'll realize your dream wasn't none of that shit.
Get your head out off your ass.
Open your eyes.
Your life doesn't make sense.
Therefore, here I write you a prescription from Hawksley Workman;
Smoke baby, smoke baby
more alcohol baby
cocaine in Montreal
and black out on the plane baby...
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The Ballad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde.
Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
I got no more to add, if you like, read the whole thing...
Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
I got no more to add, if you like, read the whole thing...
what a wonderful world...
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Now, this is something usual, and something rare...
You may as well call it something ordinary, no significant information right here, however if you feel that way, well then I just choose to be taking some notes for myself right here, and you just stumbled upon 'em accidentally, and maybe even spent some of your valuable time to read them. Well, I cannot do much about that but apologize...
Today, was another day to die.
Today, was another day to party.
Today, it was something else up there.
Whatever.
We proceed, to life.
What I tried to tell above, is something that you just care when you're happy, optimistic and feelin' good.
The butterfly thingy. ;)
Like the man says in a Serbian song;
Leptiri u mom stomaku, uvek me na tebe potsete.
Ja ih uspavam na foru, al te osete.
And right now, Oasis says that "You're my wonderwall."
So I have my reasons while I'm being optimistic.
What 'bout you?
I just hope for something good in the future, and get happy with that.
So do yourself a favor today, get happy.
You never know when love joins to the game...
Like we say in PG;
Maybe tomorrow, maybe closer than tomorrow...
You may as well call it something ordinary, no significant information right here, however if you feel that way, well then I just choose to be taking some notes for myself right here, and you just stumbled upon 'em accidentally, and maybe even spent some of your valuable time to read them. Well, I cannot do much about that but apologize...
Today, was another day to die.
Today, was another day to party.
Today, it was something else up there.
Whatever.
We proceed, to life.
What I tried to tell above, is something that you just care when you're happy, optimistic and feelin' good.
The butterfly thingy. ;)
Like the man says in a Serbian song;
Leptiri u mom stomaku, uvek me na tebe potsete.
Ja ih uspavam na foru, al te osete.
And right now, Oasis says that "You're my wonderwall."
So I have my reasons while I'm being optimistic.
What 'bout you?
I just hope for something good in the future, and get happy with that.
So do yourself a favor today, get happy.
You never know when love joins to the game...
Like we say in PG;
Maybe tomorrow, maybe closer than tomorrow...
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