2011/01/01

another year, lots of new dreams

so, another year passed by.. kind of unbelievable, isn't it? because i'm wondering where did 2010 go ? oO this year was underwhelm for me and surely nothing to make a song and dance about.. therefor 2011 can only get better! i don't have any special resolutions, i always break them anyway.. and most of our wants and wishes we just can't affect..regretfully.




2010/12/30


I can't write stories only moments because I think in photographs.

2010/12/25

WASHED OUT



i was just rummaging around the urban outfitters shop when there suddenly appeared a VINYL of WASHED OUT :o i love vinyls and i love washed out! and i also love urban outfitters xD temporary, i was kind of delighted because it seemed to be a bargain sale (only 14 euro and we all know how expensive modern vinyls are -.-) but then i discovered the delivery charges :D .. 13 euro, yeeay.. not a bit overdone or so! ;D ..(essentially, i always liked urban outfitters but the online shop isn't comparable with the store in hamburg! i was there in summer and i have to say, i never visited a lovelier store, HOLY) .. well, looks like i have to wait for some "vinyl-bargains" in ebay.. and now i'll show you a song of washed out (new theory). washed out is an one-man band consisting of Ernest Greene whose music can be described as chillwave and lo-fi blabla and in my opinion it's that kind of music which casts a spell over you, doesn't it?

xmas stuff

i could really abandon on this annual christmas days -.- sure, one christmas eve can be quite nice when you're around with the right people but must there be even 3 christmas days? in my opinion it just wastes my holidays..and anyway, where the fuck did the first week go? oO actually, this gives me a good
scare! how can i hold up the vacations? :/ well, i should stop sleeping till 2 o'clock..
hope your christmas eve was lovelier than mine :-)

2010/11/09

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FO∆LS

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black rocks and shoreline sand
still that summer i cannot bare
and i wipe the sand from my eyes
spanish sahara the place that you'd wanna
leave the horror here, forget the horror here
forget the horror here, leave it all down here
it's future rust and then it's future dust