France
Royaume-Uni
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j e . n e . s u i s . p a s . m o r t e
-the beautiful is always bizarre-
Description :
airports, libraries, small restaurants, red red wine, lemon.
Son profil
moronic-1 ans
France
France
bam, i'm ill,
for real.
Couldn't go to work today.
Headache, muscles pain.
hot & cold .
spent the day at home.
Now i'm in Bricklane.
café and laptop,
Waiting for Prika to come over.
CHilling out a bit.
Anyway, i can't do anything else.
Shoreditch is still full of that bunch
of twats who are trying too hard.
they make me smile & yeah
I . L O V E . I T
for real.
Couldn't go to work today.
Headache, muscles pain.
hot & cold .
spent the day at home.
Now i'm in Bricklane.
café and laptop,
Waiting for Prika to come over.
CHilling out a bit.
Anyway, i can't do anything else.
Shoreditch is still full of that bunch
of twats who are trying too hard.
they make me smile & yeah
I . L O V E . I T
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.
.
.
t h e . b e a r . i s . u n d e r . t h e . b l a n k e t.
p a r a c e t a m o l . p a r t y
t a . r a c e
m e r c i . q u i ?
m e r c i M.
p a r a c e t a m o l . p a r t y
t a . r a c e
m e r c i . q u i ?
m e r c i M.
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.
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i' m . a . H a c k n e y . b i t c h.
Staying a week at Shackewell Lane before Springfield house.
didn't get my deposit back. was a fucking hell to move
six months of life.spent 5 days waking up at 8am
and going to bed at 2am
i'm starting recovering
my week end didn't really helped though
Saturday
went to Kevin's then off to Fumio's
went to bed at 4pm on sunday
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Here we are,
i'm a couple, i go to work driving,
i go shopping at Ikea with M.
I argue with M,
i kiss M.
and M. kisses me twice.
i make coffee,
he cooks for me.
He's Djing,
I'm dancing, i frame everything.
he says I'm funny. sometimes a bit silly.
I enjoy Sundays with him.we created monday laziness
he complains 'bout his job but he loves what he does.
w e ' l l . p a i n t . i n . B l a c k
-n o . w o r r i e s-
L I f e ' s . t o o . g o o d
(!)
.
.
i' m . a . H a c k n e y . b i t c h.
Staying a week at Shackewell Lane before Springfield house.
didn't get my deposit back. was a fucking hell to move
six months of life.spent 5 days waking up at 8am
and going to bed at 2am
i'm starting recovering
my week end didn't really helped though
Saturday
went to Kevin's then off to Fumio's
went to bed at 4pm on sunday
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Here we are,
i'm a couple, i go to work driving,
i go shopping at Ikea with M.
I argue with M,
i kiss M.
and M. kisses me twice.
i make coffee,
he cooks for me.
He's Djing,
I'm dancing, i frame everything.
he says I'm funny. sometimes a bit silly.
I enjoy Sundays with him.we created monday laziness
he complains 'bout his job but he loves what he does.
w e ' l l . p a i n t . i n . B l a c k
-n o . w o r r i e s-
L I f e ' s . t o o . g o o d
(!)
.
.
.
.
.
W h a t . d o . u . w a n t . t o . d o . t o . L e s l i e (?)
Bitch slap, bite, buy a drink for, caress,
chest bump, cock block, cuddle or even
defenestrate her.
dropkick, feed, give a beer to, give
flowers to.
goose, grope, headbutt, high five,
hug, hustle, irritate.
jab, kiss, lick, marry her ?
shank, smack, spank
maybe
take sexy back from her
throw a sheep at, tickle
trip or worship
( ? )
Bitch slap, bite, buy a drink for, caress,
chest bump, cock block, cuddle or even
defenestrate her.
dropkick, feed, give a beer to, give
flowers to.
goose, grope, headbutt, high five,
hug, hustle, irritate.
jab, kiss, lick, marry her ?
shank, smack, spank
maybe
take sexy back from her
throw a sheep at, tickle
trip or worship
( ? )
:
]yeah I was off today.
Went to Shoreditch with
M. to visit flats.
Had couple of bagels at the
baker shop
- b r i c k l a n e -
then off to central
to get my hair done
by William scissors' hands.
do i look like a slut ? han han
talked to my bitch on skype.
Leslie ? Yeah !
I'm back to Ldn tomorrow
w h a t . t h e . h e l l . ?
less than twelve hours, she heading
back to Jordan at 5pm.
Catch her at Hammersmith
for a quick coffee so as a result
i'm over e x c i t e d
]yeah I was off today.
Went to Shoreditch with
M. to visit flats.
Had couple of bagels at the
baker shop
- b r i c k l a n e -
then off to central
to get my hair done
by William scissors' hands.
do i look like a slut ? han han
talked to my bitch on skype.
Leslie ? Yeah !
I'm back to Ldn tomorrow
w h a t . t h e . h e l l . ?
less than twelve hours, she heading
back to Jordan at 5pm.
Catch her at Hammersmith
for a quick coffee so as a result
i'm over e x c i t e d
"to be or not to be" -vs- " to have a brain or six packs"
t h a t . d u d e , i s . t h e . q u e s t i o n
:
:
:
w h a t . a . w e e k . e n d
(!)
It started on saturday. I told you I had gaziilions
things to do . Blah blah. I woke up at 9:30am,
Took time to waste time, chilled out and so on.
I wanted to rest a bit before going to Comadisc'
at the Russian Bar. What I did but Mat' left home
whilst i was sleeping so nobody was there to
wake me up. Not even my mobile which died
during my 6 hours comatose. A bunch of people
having a barbecue and screaming outside get
me out of bedat 10:30pm which left me half hour
to get ready. No hot water, no credit, wot a mess.
Anyway, arrived in shoreditch at 1:30. Get so
wasted. Finished a 5.OOam. Went back to Fumio's
to drop the records' bags. Continued drinking till
1O:30 am. Everybody slowly passed out. So we,
(Marco, Vicent' and me) went to Rise Festival at
Finsbury park. Blurp, we stayed there layed down
the grass for two hours listening to music. Because
we are in London it started to rain & it's was kinda
painful being dressed with yellow plastic bags (!)
We left, went back to Marco's, had a shower, enjoy
lazy time in bed, ordered crap pizzas, watched
-science of sleep- but i fell asleep before the end.
Woke up today at 8:OO am. Went all the way back
to fucking Barons courtto pick up clothes & then
headed to Chiswick for 7 hours work. What a
Busy, trashy, funky, delightly, hotty, naughty
W E E K . E N D
:
:
w h a t . a . w e e k . e n d
(!)
It started on saturday. I told you I had gaziilions
things to do . Blah blah. I woke up at 9:30am,
Took time to waste time, chilled out and so on.
I wanted to rest a bit before going to Comadisc'
at the Russian Bar. What I did but Mat' left home
whilst i was sleeping so nobody was there to
wake me up. Not even my mobile which died
during my 6 hours comatose. A bunch of people
having a barbecue and screaming outside get
me out of bedat 10:30pm which left me half hour
to get ready. No hot water, no credit, wot a mess.
Anyway, arrived in shoreditch at 1:30. Get so
wasted. Finished a 5.OOam. Went back to Fumio's
to drop the records' bags. Continued drinking till
1O:30 am. Everybody slowly passed out. So we,
(Marco, Vicent' and me) went to Rise Festival at
Finsbury park. Blurp, we stayed there layed down
the grass for two hours listening to music. Because
we are in London it started to rain & it's was kinda
painful being dressed with yellow plastic bags (!)
We left, went back to Marco's, had a shower, enjoy
lazy time in bed, ordered crap pizzas, watched
-science of sleep- but i fell asleep before the end.
Woke up today at 8:OO am. Went all the way back
to fucking Barons courtto pick up clothes & then
headed to Chiswick for 7 hours work. What a
Busy, trashy, funky, delightly, hotty, naughty
W E E K . E N D
I Oh god damned, i want to scream I
How nice is it to woke up and walk around the house
without feeling no time pressure.
I turned into a kind of work freak cause even on my day off i
get up a 9.30.
but whateva, it's all good
enjoying wasting time.
I had a fucking hardcore week,
doing dble shifts after dble shifts.
sleeping 5 hours a nite & spending 12 a day carrying plates.
I f . i . h a d . a . f i g h t . ?
-Not at all, it's called eyes' bags-
How nice is it to woke up and walk around the house
without feeling no time pressure.
I turned into a kind of work freak cause even on my day off i
get up a 9.30.
but whateva, it's all good
enjoying wasting time.
I had a fucking hardcore week,
doing dble shifts after dble shifts.
sleeping 5 hours a nite & spending 12 a day carrying plates.
I f . i . h a d . a . f i g h t . ?
-Not at all, it's called eyes' bags-
o n . t h e . m e n u . t o d a y . w e . h a v e
Packing session
washing
promoting Comadisco
(how a supergurfriend am i ? )
meeting friends
doing nothing and enjoying it
doing nothing again and really enjoying it.
Drinking&going to the Russian Bar.
Dancing like a machine
want my w.e to last for a month.
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