it takes a lot of courage. curry?

sorry for having not been here. i've been. here. but not totally here. hear.
it's hard being a human being when things you once knew takes a sudden turn
i take breathes, life take lifes

yesterday was a weird day in many manners. for example, i didn't use spotify. didn't turn it on, didn't even see their green logo. even if i was sitting infront of the lifeconsuming pc, it didn't happen.
instead i watched crap movies on youtube about eating disorders.
knowing that now, i guess i'll be returning back to my old dynamics
listening to music and reading about it
continuing to build my own reality
out of bits and pieces
and a lot of thoughts

my headache is, this far at least, gone today
i don't know which god to turn to and send MY blessings, but what the hey.

i biked like a hero to Esso before it closed last night. i purchased a movie. hey, they had a sale! what a lovely surprise. so i got two for the laughable price of one - 99,-
the one that i watched first goes by the name of Hancock, and i truly liked that movie in many ways. i like will smith and i like charlize (oh my, she's beautiful! if something, she must be close to my 'ideal' woman) and i liked the fact that their story dates back in that manner. Hancock has amnesia, and doesn't remember how to be nothing but a jerk. he's a drunken superhero who does good deeds, but his bad manners always comes across first and peopke complain and hate him for it. that is indeed something i could easily relate to, because i'm such a jerk myself. i guess having somewhat good intentions doesn't help. you have to wrap them nicely to.
so it's true what women says; "It's not WHAT you said, but the WAY you said it!"
yeye. whatever. i'll be watching this movie again.

time to turn on spotify
if i may
if it's still here
who knows
they tend to change alot

but not as much as facebook
goddamn i hate that fucking place


people form work and work people monitor you on that bloody thing.
people in general don't give a shit.
hey, i don't give a shit
i pretend to be too busy riding my bike or something.
i pretend to have a life besides telling about it
or covering up my lousy one

it's all fake
it's all wrong
it's all right
it's all wrong


your ears should be burning.

and no, i don't care (or mind) right now

and, here's some proof that i haven't done anything exciting since last time i visited you, dear blog;;

sometimes i miss having a real life