momento

just found the post i listed about Paul Kalkbrenner // Square 1

saddens me alot

the post i made about the song was in 2nd August 2009

the song was last played on 8th November 2009

Daul Kim left this place on the 19th November 2009

feelings are hard to define when a subject lies close to the heart, this song captivated me when Daul listed this on her blog and also a video clip, where she assisted DJ at Palais De Tokyo in Paris and she was playing the song Square 1 by Paul Kalkbrenner from the album Berlin Calling. She does the best funky house shuffle to the song and in general she is the best mover and groover that has ever crossed my eyes.

Yes, I am in awe of her, the fascination I had about her is unmeasurable and I am grateful that I have my own sentimental connection of music that she shared that I now closely carry.

It is only now that I've listened to this song, the distance of time to play this song again is painful to say the least, how can someone who I've never met and no acknowledgement of each other just feel so void.

actually i'm not as ready as I thought i was

Rest in peace Daul

Say Hi to James Dean for me

and when the heavy rain wakes me up in the middle night I think maybe thats you sending your blessing telling us all not to worry, it will all fall into place in the end alright.

Alright

ok

mood is mucho better

especially playing my new fav track

Daily Routine (Phaseone RMX) // Animal Collective

It would be a good song to have sex to non?

might click off the repeat track and let My Girls (HATCHMATIK disco bootleg) roll

just noticed both songs have been played as much as each other

such a goof ha!

simplicities of life

ehm

Fuck

after the immense reading on love confessions and tales

I miss the fuck buddy, reading the ill-fated attempts of pubescent youth stories.

Dry

I'm actually quite content with how my stories go, I know what I want, its this silent understanding, the nod of the head to know it was great sex.

Back when i was 18 it was pure bliss, i don't know what has become of all these tragic love stories that are intense.

A bit of fun and debauchery I'm glad to have enjoyed my latter years in comparison to these too fast so young ones.

Although one thing on my mind, when does the fuck buddy expire?

I've had the one odd clash where I rejected him

(yeh, ive decided to hold on to the good fuck)

But when's a good time and a good fuck good for, if he's not around

///////////////////////////////////////////

//..only with you

waited to see you for soooooooo long!!!!!!

and u wont even see me!

would you rather me see you out of pity eh!!!!

//yeah

by hook or by crook

what the does thaat mean

//it means i dont care why......

just want you to see me'

why though

//because i always liked u

and want to spend some time with you

aww x

//its true

hey *, i gonna get some sleep

so tired

talk to you tomorrow yeah???

okays, sleep well x

//u too

wish i was with you!

so fucking much

//you just turn me on.....

and i haven't seen you for so long

your fault eh

//yeah

you in your bed??

//naked?

*, u rubbish!!

-shit nearly forgot to delete the names then

yeh

feeling like a manic depressant at the moment

don't know what's become of me

laptop in bed

sending despair text messages to my trusted friends

dim lights

playing sad depressant songs to surge my foul mood

honestly when are things going to pick up?

I don't depend on anyone and always realize this is always down to the individual

it just seems at the moment everything is crashing down, i read my horoscopes as a sub consciously guide and it warned me of this and its fucking harsh.

Reading old messages from old lovers

watching short love films and reading long winded love antidotes

for a start i need to change the song

actually embarrassed to list what pathetic song I'm listing to

but just changed it too a bit more up tempo, preppy ballad?

I Drove all night // Cyndi Lauper

and what is the deal with my back and thigh bones locking and cracking

socks

saw some red polka dot socks

walked away from them

can't stop thinking about them and how i would wear them

going back on monday to see if their still there

also on the look out for yellow amber socks

gone

There are certain unspoken rules about family and what they mean to you, loyalty and respect.

however when they have been lost & distorted

There are certain unspoken things that are said when people are set in these hideous ways

abusive, ill mannered and lack of social & life skills

there will be the time when I look back and know i did the right thing

to never keep in contact and disown

never look back

no memories worth keeping

so long & good riddance

Happen

next week i'm going to restart my social life

look at new faces and places

breath new things

see new sceneries

must

must

must

oh and drink and rave are in the making aswell

must make it happen