I don't understand a word and it doesn't matter at all
Tuesday, 3 December 2013
Sunday, 10 November 2013
the party people are blowing out blue dust as if somewhere inside them a cold fire is gleaming.
I don't know how I got here I was in the opera some hours ago and then I stood in the middle of this apartment which was not where I was supposed to be and people started leaving so I lit a cigarette and just went along and boom I am in this house of music and pretty strangers and someone hands me a beer and says I like your dress it reminds me of sailors and the sea
and you know this is all very nice but I think I prefer going back to my place and eat strawberry jam toast