Sunday, 4 November 2012

Sunday, the 4th. I am not happy.

 This is crazy. If you have my number, call me maybe?

There is something missing in my life. I feel empty inside. This is exactly why I'm here. If it wasn't for something missing, I wouldn't be here writing and complaining. I think I listened too much of Lana Del Rey. I can tell you Lizzy herself is sweet and guileless, a lovely person. And I love it when she's always a little bit awkward. I've been ear-fucked by her music. Beautiful lyrics and tunes.

Oh God, somebody save me. I need a vacation. And some trance music. Not to forget - good company.