вторник, 12 июля 2011 г.

I really need a good night out. To be half dead next morning, feeling my blood boiling strong enough to hear the thunder storm of my birth town far far far away. That's not me thinking, that's Berlin thinking through me. I'm just a channel. One out of many here.

Due to my nature I'm a pathetic one.

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