Laura Brown Whoever you fuck on the way to the top Will make you cry when you’ve arrived So this one’s for Laura Brown My first proper girlfriend she had one of those faces

A woman rails against the boundaries of flesh and family.

journey lotsa people, they tell stories... aah, ya heard it before,right?

We age. We fade away. We're all heading the same way...

Barcelona storm shelter.

Barcelona heat.

Hot and sweaty Barcelona weather.

Lost in the silent evenings with washed up regret Fear of realizing the evil acts freezes my heart Her foolish foosteps that wave goodbye on my face Now are the lost memories that spits disgusts