January 2011
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I’ll get photographed for a book. For this I shall write a frankly text about myself. I wrote it. I’m fucking scared because it is really honest.
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“I never knew I was a lover
just cause I steal the things you hide
just cause I...”
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I like someone who probably doesn't remember I...
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“When a skinhead walks down the street
every chick heart skips a beat”
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I’m always afraid, during every second we spent together, that my best friend suddenly loses his rose-coloured glasses, that he realises that I’m an asshole thus there is no other option than leaving me.
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hanging in bed with friends, watching “Sea Wolf” and drinking hot cocoa
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Patrick Wolf - The Sun is often out
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“Something ‘bout those little pills, unreal, the thrills they yield until...”
– Green Velvet
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Gwen Stefani - Wind it up
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14 year olds posting stuff about sex and getting high.
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Do you know of what I recently had to think? When we once all together went to this crappy bar to see boundary JIM and I was afraid of you and we didn’t know us properly and - to be honest - we couldn’t stand eachother and suddenly, at some point after the concert there came up ”Anarchy in the UK” by the Sex Pistols in the background and I - already slightly drunk -...