i fucking love gorillaz.

this is how blissy i feel.

why?

roski tomorrow. leaving tonight.
watching interviews with damon albarn on youtube.
no sleep, virtually.
kind of ill.

my head is pretty blown to shreds.
that really does not matter.

cameras. batteries. memorycards that easily breaks.
breaks that never cease.
what the ever.

somekindofplasticicouldwraparoundyou

somekindofnature

i fucking love gorillaz.

as i do too love green tea. and the english language.

i'm going to england one day, for sure.


why to people quit paying attetntion every time i get excited and passionate about something? do they not recognize what i tell tall tales about or do they just think i'm downright manic and mental?

frentic.

i wish gorillaz could take me with them. such brilliance.

 

i really miss drawing. i'm too depressed to do it nowadays.