zaftigg

How about I just came all over my chest at the LCD Soundsystem show tonight... besides the bitch security guard who told me I couldn't come in because of my raptor claw necklace... I could hear her in the background while I was bitterly deliberating my hour trainride back home and then to come back to the show and try to find nicolette and how my social anxiety would play in amd she was saying something about voodoo and how she didn't care what we did... she'll just pull a hair and put a curse on on us. That's just back mojo. (elipsis heaven) Carrie, the cute guard told me she dug my hair and checked it in for me and then bought me a drink inside.

Dude. Mama needs to get out and dance more often. I don't think there are enough venues in Chicago where it's cool to just fuckin bust a nut on my face (on the dance floor)

PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I WANT

cl0ck

PS... your city's a sucker. Your city's a sucker. Your city's a sucker. Your city's a sucker my city's a creep!