Briskly walking down the greenway near my apartment, the keys hanging from my lanyard start clicking together. The click-click-click starts to really ruin the serenity of my walk. I snatch them from my neck and shove them in my pocket. There, much better.
How is it that the simple click was annoying my stroll, but the sounds of Gogol Bordello coming from my iPod seemed perfectly natural?
HOLY S#^|!
That biker coming around me scared the crap out of me! Guess I better turn the volume down a bit…
I was not in love with him (Frostbite)
3 months ago
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