Lovemaking sheets.
Envy was terrifyingly intense. Their music reaches deep inside you and stirs up extreme emotions that you have neatly swept aside for the bin. Despite not knowing all the lyrics to their songs, listening to them rock it out was enough to set me in tears. This is one band i would not mind watching again. After being tear-stricken by a Japanese band, i was joy-stricken by a bar called China One and the Columbian couple who offered us their Jim Bean. The band played pretty good music which i could not help but dance and singalong to. Dance: The one thing i wish i could do real soon. Need to dance away all the rotten memories and good memories that leaves me feeling rotten. And at the same time perhaps rip off stained sheets and dump them into that filthy washing machine where it rightfully belongs. Maybe some filth can cleanse and purify it once again. And perhaps, i should jump in with my bedsheets.
Sayonara.