FUCK YOU

Other people pray, I just turn up the volume.

:)

Love, love, love...

Some of us say we'd rather have something than nothing at all. But the truth is, to have something half way is harder than having nothing at all.

This is my version...

Shopping. Jack Daniels. No hangover. Beer in case of hangover. Prague. Getting my way. Sarcasm. Irony. Scotish accent. British accent. All accents. Reading. Laying on the couch reading. Just staring at the ceiling. Burning incense. Big Mugs of Coffee. Caffeine. Pot. Losing my mind. Gigs. Green tea. Chai tea. Tea. My iPod. 2 bucks cellphone. Perfume. Cute bottles of perfume. Movies. Dressing Up. Long Hair. Hand bags. Rings. Hate diamond rings. Memories. Old Movies. Being visited at home just for a good old chat and a half. NYC. Slushiness. Staying in Hotels. Getting Things In The Post. Manners. All things French. Cooking. Baking. Conservation. Tobacco. Make Up. Festivals. Sleeping all day and staying up all night. Cafes. Manolo Blahnik. Chanel. Wine. Wine before going to sleep. Wine whenever. Record Players. Swearing. Body Modification. Vivienne Westwood. Losing Weight. Listening to music. Being all alone. Hugs. Alcohol. Beach. Parties. Beach parties. Friends. Charity Shops. Day Dreaming. Vintage finds. Vogue. Dr Martens. Cute Dresses. Chick flicks. Old Band Shirts. Flowers. The hungry feeling. My bed. Lots of pillows. Notebooks. Old Books. Hard covers for old books. I hate British Television. Hate japanese Television. Letters. Texts. Monsters. Travelling. Messy Hair. Toast. Vampires. Sweden. Sex. Love. More whisky. My dog. Me

Too weird to live, too rare to die.