Please just let me take your picture...

please, please, please..


Oh dear David..

"For the first twenty years of my life, I rocked myself to sleep. It was a harmless enough hobby, but eventually, I had to give it up. Throughout the next twenty-two years I lay still and discovered that after a few minutes I could drop off with no problem. Follow seven beers with a couple of scotches and a thimble of good marijuana, and it’s funny how sleep just sort of comes on its own. Often I never even made it to the bed. I’d squat down to pet the cat and wake up on the floor eight hours later, having lost a perfectly good excuse to change my clothes. I’m now told that this is not called “going to sleep” but rather “passing out,” a phrase that carries a distinct hint of judgment."
--David Sedaris



Today I found myself in the back seat of a car I never saw again in my life and I was just checking my neck at the mirror. After twenty minutes I decided that I really like my neck.
This is the most cynical i could ever get.
Thank God (Who?).


This song makes me blue. So are you.

I am hurt
I am scared
I want to live
I want to die
I don't know where to turn
In the Void
And when
To cut
And I see Shadows
Dancing into Doom
In love, holding
TIght the lovely asses
Of the little girls
In love with sex
Showing themselves
In white undergarments
At elevated windows
Hoping for the Worst.

I can't take it
If I can't hold
My little behind
To me in my room

Then it's goodbye
For me
Girls aren't as good
As they look
And Samadhi
Is better
Than you think
When it starts in
Hitting your head
In with Buzz
Of glittergold
Heaven's Angels


Bowery Blues/ Jack Kerouac




This summer / part 01

I would call this summer just weird.


I broke one heart. I still got tickets from a trip i never had because i was being silly as always. I'm thinking of burning them today when i light my first cigarette after some days. I ate as much as i could from my grandma's great dishes and had my first fight with my grandpa.
I have been awake for more than 31 hours straight.


This morning a car stoped. A guy went out and asked me to follow him, just for a coffee he said. I said "Now?" and he answered "Why? You got something better to do?"

The thing is i still don't.

Just remember that i have a week to spend on you.

Summer is not over yet.