every time i travel to Warsaw i fall in love, i stand on the central Warsaw train-station, and there's this girl checking her mobile interet, phone, and she looks pretty... and... i really don't want to **** her like the guys **** her in ***** movies... maybe that''s shy i'm considered "effeminate".... maybe... i just didn't **** enough women... or maybe... i speak the tongue of the crusaders... but we sent the artillery... the beautiful women to the Arab ******... and kept the nation safe... Islam, akin to the comparison of the Bubonic Plague... Islam... virus of the mind... i'll contest thi... i'll ******* die for this... i've been feeling weird for the past few days.... Tom Petty died.... so... why would anyone give a **** if Wayne Static does the coffer? so... i'm supposed to care?! *******! Jeff hanneman died... but do you see me, making a case for a ******* parade?! no? good... that's how i like it... ******* south London plonker! every single time... i fall in love with a girl at the central train-station in Warsaw... the love dies a sudden death... when i get to the.... Western train station of Warsaw...
the Ukrainians et al... the Mongols... love's up, dead, long gone... i'm basically living the enterprise in re-experiencing a slow death... feral lands... these Polacks are like... please don't land in Warsaw.... i know... Krakow has Auschwitz as a tourist destination... but... but... you will not see the generic schematic of globalization...
every time i travel to Warsaw i fall in love, and then i think of "it"... ****, marriage.. no thanks, you have it covered... on your way;
i might not be on the winning side, but sure as ****, i'm also not on the losing side either... and t think... that i could even concise my life within the confines of imitating my father...
i could have... but then... life... isn't exactly a chance on bet within the confines of a roulette.