Month: February 2013
To live is to die
The attempt to make me feel afraid is useless, because i’m not scared of death, i welcome it.
Why make everything electronic, what is everything The constant rationalisation reasoning Smell of benzin.
A poem for thesis: Click!!
Love does not tear apart. What does it do? Yes I really want to know what love is. LOi
Let us pray that Romeo and Juliet will eventually fuck each others brains out on where ever Paradise island they are, at.
Shells on a bed
Hello.
Send me a picture of your puppy face and I forgive all your sins. Satisfaction quaranteed. Fast reply.
Btw where is Pollywood? Kraa
P.S. Let the eagles fly free. What eagles? Oh yes happiness, what is that? As banal as it sounds that road is one reason to be happy and the bus. I have never enjoyed having to travel by bus than I do now. It probably looks dull, but with music and books it’s the most happiest place for an hour and 40 minutes.
Shame is not mine.
Shame is not mine.
I’m Hypnotizz, hypnotiiz, I ya hypnateiz ya.
Is this a proposal for marriage? Oh I say Yes, Ok I will. Hey by the way, what art has got to do with capitalism? What are you talking about? Is this something image making an impression, impact on the viewer, the consumer getting manipulated kind of shit? Surprised? Yes, what a stunner. I think I’m having a boner. What a laugh. No I think it’s summer framed with snow. Hot. Totally. Power of advertising reaching every corner of the world in similar kind of language. It really catches the eye.