Really. tired of doing nothing. start hating Amster, cuz absolutely... If you think that you saw it all, look again. Loesje. Look again. Nothing to look at. Still. Pile of stoned tourists, hmm...
i'm dreaming just right now... everything is so surreal, guys, chicks, red lights. and u a alone in the middle of it all. and everything seems normal here, feasible and suitable. the cloud of joint smoke is over the city. i'm riding my bysicle and breathing, breathing, breathing...