day after day face upon nameless face
on city sidewalks sick with a thousand dreams
praying for asphalt waves
of brackish blue-gray joy
to wash us anywhere but here
whatch ur head, bombs are flying!!!
easter.. um, more anti-easter (: just what i needed. nobody can find me here hehe.. this year i dont have to hide..nicenice. my friend is here from hungary, just hanging out, sightseeing a little, showing him waccap.. i dont have any eggs, so eating soup, fries, sendwices, cornflakes, +some coctels and icecream(with alcohol) :D Slovenia is crazy by the way when it comes to easter,, they have some weird sounds that are for imitating the ressurection of God, or something like that.. i didnt quite get the point of it, but it is sure not pleasant in the mornin ours :S thank God it only happens once a year..dont come again tomorrow. oi
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