May 2012
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I don’t get it… how come I have absolutely nothing in common with math and could not be worse at it, but the music and art I like is completely mathematical. It has structure, numbers, the word ‘math’ in the name…
Another point. 11-12 in Vilnius is businesmen hour. Everyone’s wearing suites and ties and stuff. And I met the king of chicks. heh. I feel like...
I will never get myself a man since Jim Morrison and Yannis Philippakis ever existed.
How do I keep managing to listen to Foals and find something new everytime… Those guys can feel rythm. It’s not just the drums. All of it is just a big rythmical euphoria!
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pants
He poked the waitress on her shoulder, pointed at the brandy glasses and said: ‘Hey, keep these coming.’ ‘What is wrong with you?’ ‘Nothing’s wrong with me… What are you talking about?’ ‘Ever since you’ve bought these pants you’re acting all weird. It’s like your virtues and priorities have changed…’...
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h: if you had to wait for english with him, when he jokes about things that are not even close to funny, stares into your eyes and waits for yur approval… o: that’s why i’m always late for class… h: i can’t do that because i can’t. o: it sometimes pays to have null moral values.
totally forgot about eurovision
tomorrow will be a day of not understanding what people are talking about.
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Writing is going sooo hard for me tonight. I want to slow down, I can’t keep up with the pace. Although, I quite like it. But it is getting a bit stressful. I had an idea, since I talked to a friend about creative writing. I want to publish it here. But I have no time for that, thus I can’t concentrate on the things I have to do. And I feel sad and angry and happy and it amuses...
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It’s over! Months of work done with… NOW studystudystudy
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Everyone’s stepping outside to lie in the grass.
I don’t feel like it.
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well today was an adventurous day
i’m missing something.
it’s summer. i’ve realized i hate summer. especially when i have to concentrate on something and get organized. ugh.
i also think the english language is insignificant. i feel like singing. HOW IS IT ALWAYS WHEN I’M SICK I WANT TO SING. i’m punching the screen, man that ice-tea is unnerving.
i love yeasayer i’d take it behind the middle...
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o:… i spilled cherry juice all over my pants. THANK YOU ARSE h: if didn’t know better i’d say you got dumped by him and now you’re at rage stage…
p.s. i didn’t hope for that to come on my dash when my throat feels like raped by knives. \/
Jack Bevan is a genius
I just listened to Hummer eight times concentrated on the drum-track. whoa
WHY AM I SO LAZY
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I should make a list of random things i like next to shoes hanging from wires and branches, a certain coat and alpacas we should find a spot for totem poles. Damn they’re awesome.
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Foals aren’t making a fuss about the new thing at all. Crazy fans.
my blog is too foalsy now. i should give them a break.
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my dog finally found a hiding place in my room! It’s ashame I moved myself to the living room, tho…
how the fuck can somebody suck at life sooooo much?
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NOTHING IS FOREVER
not even the things you felt safe about and that made you feel safe.
i hate what freaking dumbass people will make me turn into… an emotionless robot of hatred. why can’t the schoolyear come to an end? why can’t everything come to an end? phantasy is better than reality anyway. the more older i get the more normal i have to act. that’s what they expect of you, isn’t...
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Seriously the sparnai thing really did a number on me
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Have you seen them? The words cut open: Let’s take our shoes off and unwind. And listen to growing watermelons crack While lying in the garden.
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I think I unintentionally picked up a gay at a club.
Me.
of all people.
a guy.
at a club.
UNINTENTIONALLY.
