Again and again all this rain. Cool girls smoking Marlboros spiky haircut tan tattoo douche bags. A non-offer. Just noise-noise, static… there is nothing great-great. Just-just. Hate to break it to you.
I have one hour and a half until/ to clean my soul, this sort of primer gray thing. Every morning starting with eye drops/you must iron your clothes because all real men wake up and do this. Gel in hair parted like Don Draper. Ready to break souls