nice girls are hot
danette
nice girls like blingblings
glittery hairpins
frilly skirts
pointy heels
and the lacoste
sleek camo
z4 coupé individual
nice girls are greedy too
transiberia!
giraffe for a pet
chocolate factory
summers that last forever
old fashioned ice creams
a handsome black horse
latin amerikka-ka-ka
borders and that cd shop
hedonistic holidays
beer, chips and girls
nice people are talkative
everyone has a past.
and here's mine.
Mai 2004
Juni 2004
Juli 2004
August 2004
September 2004
Oktober 2004
November 2004
Dezember 2004
Januar 2005
Februar 2005
März 2005
April 2005
Mai 2005
Juni 2005
Juli 2005
August 2005
September 2005
Oktober 2005
November 2005
Dezember 2005
Januar 2006
Februar 2006
März 2006
April 2006
Mai 2006
Juni 2006
Juli 2006
August 2006
September 2006
Oktober 2006
November 2006
Dezember 2006
i dunno what and how i shall say it.
so i will share something similar from some blog i came across which i totally can comprehend now. he's got a beautiful name, but more imptly - such a beautiful way with words. one that i can fall in love with.
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it's cyclical and necessary i read what i wrote in the past, blog entries or prose or whatever.
and despise what i wrote, two months from now this is rubbish.
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this evening, a bird flew into a canteen ceiling fan and got sliced in halves, and i think my world is falling apart, in analagous fashion. or maybe not. i dont know.
shit happens. then where do we go?
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i guess some people find solace in similarity.
i'm holding out for someone more like me to come into my life. not that i have a choice, but i think that's it. not that i have a lack of friends (that is not to say that i have many friends as would conventionally popular people, but choice of friends, or lack thereof, is subjective to preferences, and i dare say i prefer not having people like you, in which employment of pronoun "you" is subversive campus-satirical, on my friendster list).
sometimes i just feel like i need to befriend myself- another myself, with an anatomy and a kindred paunch to lie on- after which i can proceed to leave the rest of the world alone. and vice versa (not tough at all).
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and then, i'm in conflict with myself too. part of me believes "everybody's changing", but my head tells me "we never change". perhaps the former makes more sense, because at any given moment, i find myself from the previous week absolutely imbecilic (which means my wisdom will spiral into infinity someday). everyone feels different to me now, then it was, say, a few weeks ago. then again, i'm the one feeling, so it's probably just me.
supposing keane is right- if everybody's changing all the time, we never change, do we?
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