it's us, who can listen to bruce springsteen til' our ears bleed, who can dance til' we fall, we can laugh til' we cry. it's us you see by the sidewalk, barefeet, enjoying the smell of wet streets on one of those days in autumn or early spring. it's us who haunts nightmares and make it into art or splash'em into stars that we later on mix with nicotin smoke. she's the treasure you can find in my heart.
a lovely weekend
to work your ass off and afterwards meet a friend
after years of silence.
then fall into my mans arms and sleep the day away.
then work again
then some beers
then roadtrip up to the mountains
and beardy kisses.
after years of silence.
then fall into my mans arms and sleep the day away.
then work again
then some beers
then roadtrip up to the mountains
and beardy kisses.
The thing about restaurants and bars
are the regulars. Like,
the people who comes everyday.
Where I work now, there's this old man who
comes every night to have one or two beers.
He just sits there, alone
and watches people passing by
and admiring how the moons reflection suits perfectly
with the ocean.
are the regulars. Like,
the people who comes everyday.
Where I work now, there's this old man who
comes every night to have one or two beers.
He just sits there, alone
and watches people passing by
and admiring how the moons reflection suits perfectly
with the ocean.
Today I met my beautiful friend Lisa
we walked through the streets of Benidorm
and accidentaly walked into Zara and I bought
the awesome knitwear below.
Lisa is 8th month pregnant.
In a month she's going to become
a mother to a babygirl.
Since it happened, she has called me auntie Moa.
I'm going to be auntie Moa to baby Veronica.
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