Tuesday, October 25, 2005

give a damn

Got a new apartment (fucken tripled my living space), got a job, got tons of free bloody booze, got laid and got no worries. I guess, people expect me to walk around all shining fucking happy, fling balloons in the air and make peace with the world. But no, not really, no.
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