“GuguguguguGughahagagahagaa” I was getting that feeling again, hoping it shall be still somewhere the same. The ambiance, the view and what not. They would be probably the same in there. Good people, a bit scrambled sometimes, maybe. He picked me up at the station and we walked, talked, up, in, locks opened and there was…
No fucks given
konijnenoren
Daar zat ze dan, met haar schattige konijnenoren terwijl ze verzuchtte: ‘Die stomme kut weet zeker ook niet hoe deze rotonde werkt!’
The Kid
It was funny. Seeing that near-burned-out kid on the bus. Black plastic puffy jacket, probably designer jeans. The kid itself was a small, fragile looking boy. Who, when I last saw him, was one of the hotshot skateboard prodigies. Big mouth, some temper, rock and roll… Guns ‘n’ Roses and what not. Cute kid, slightly…
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