OH, MERCURY▲
KERTU/DON. 17. I AM REMARKABLY HUMANREADME
ღ write, write whateva you like , if you make spellin mistake its alright, we'll consult the chart we ripped apart and sale a day of the week for 2 quid, oh kid, its a-bout covers the cost of my loss, its a-bout crossin the roads that i crossed, i doubt..stop sobbin, you want it bad, im glad it was me and not the things we had, draw round my hands,draw round feet, you can draw round my whole body next week. your lines draw next to mine.. i get days im on top of the world and i get days im a plug to the swirl, caught up in the wrong transaction, its all talk but never no action, a fraction of the century failed to mention me, stop acting so pretentiously, write write whateva you like and ill read whateva you type.
Centerfolds & Empty Screens25.07.10
Twenty-fifth of July. On the 4th of August we’ll be flying to Finland, me and Philipp. Stay there ’til 15th, then Tallinn and then Võru, I suppose. Since I’m not looking forward to socialize much on the autumn part, I’m just gonna say you’ll see or hear anyway where I am and what am I doing. I am going to say school. I am not going to say which country or city. I just know I am going to be with the right people in the end in the right place. At least, this is my goal. And I am definitely gonna be a strong believer of unicorns and rainbows. THAT SHOULD BE HEALTHY ALLLLRITE?
it was your hair that did it, it was your hair that lit the fuse
a golden brown halo, like sunlight peering through trees
So I just opened iTunes and played Ke$ha, which was clearly a mistake. Singing along with some dancing involved, rather retarded. *i like your beard* This reminds me of the clubnights we used to have here before the club got closed for the summer. A lot of dancing on heels, later walking without them to McDonalds early in the morning. Arriving home with holes in our tights.
sometimes i think, i would float away
if this sadness did not weigh me down
Philipp is eating pancakes upstairs. We are actually more than halfway-through with watching “The Men who Stare at Goats”. George Clooney, oh yes. If I’ll ever see another man who can look as good as he does at that age (at ANY age actually), I am going to throw a party with unicorns shitting glitter and invite everybody. It would definitely be a hot mess durrrty tunes rave party. Since by now my storyline is getting mineholes in it and it’s all pretty confusing I am going to stop. Next week is the last week of school (which by all means is always pointless). Tomorrow we need to wear a white shirt for some school photo that will most likely never be seen again after a month. Oh and Alan.. I love you and I feel like shit that we haven’t talked for a while and I’m sure you’ll be alright. I’ll be posting on tumblr, cheers. ▲
kuule su tumblr’il on uus aadress?
jees indeed http://fuckyeahmercury.tumblr.com
Kuule mitmendasse klassi sa läksid tsg’s?
10. klassis olen täitsa
mmhh siis ma ei teagi su klassikaaslasi :(