sabato 16 febbraio 2008

Wedding headache.

My brother is going to get married. Shokku xD
Not anger or anything else, I mean negative feelings. I just feel that the words: "We're going to get married" in his mouth are just ABSURD.

Why do I come here intending to write a poem and then I write only two lines?

What a headache.


mercoledì 13 febbraio 2008

Me & 80's. A true story

It's just moving.
Everything, anything from 80s makes me spill a tear or two. And I was born in 1984, so I can't recall much of that period.
Even so, if something was made between '78-'89/'90, that something is precious for me.

Why this crap? Because wasting my sight on hiragana characters always makes me a little softer.

For the rest, life sucks.

good night.

sabato 9 febbraio 2008

t h e u s u a l f o o l .

Re-watched "Asphalt Jungle" live.
Now I've lost all the sleep I had ten minutes ago.

And then, Intermission was quite a surprise! Sweet song.


giovedì 7 febbraio 2008

More than...

... spend my time here tonight explaining you(???) why I'm so happy about the failed exam, I'm just here to say that I'm bored to death, literally.
And that I'm surrounded with assholes.

Gotta choose one? That big motherfucking of my father, here he is.

Happy year of the rat to everyone. Especially those born in 1984 AND 1960.

This is fate.

And is one of the three four things I can still laugh about. T H A N K S. Even if you won't know this ever.

And even if in ten minutes I'll regretting to have written it.

venerdì 1 febbraio 2008

the fuck is this?...

Oh well.
Laruku will be in Paris in May.
And I won't be there.

*said with a slight but recognizable Duff Man pitch*