torsdag 21 april 2011

peace

Words of wisdom I don't need them. What I need is ultimate playtime and eternal love. What I need is champange and the taste of salt on my naked skin. I need to feel that life goes on and I continue to be a stupid, crazy, lovesick, smoking chick.
No wind of change. I wanna feel like a tsunami hit me. Feel like I just escaped my own death and that life makes sence, that it is important.
No holy matrimony. My G girls meet me with skateboards and full bottles. My ladies in high heels. My waariors in mini skirts and tight tops.

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