I read this article about the London riots a few days ago, and it made me think again about people who consider themselves victims of society. I’d love to paste the whole content of the article here, but it was in German… 🙂 So you’ll have to believe me or use Google translate to the…
I woke up this morning not really wanting to go to work, but it feels like that every Monday. I once saw a mug in a tourist shop on Times Square that said “I hate Mondays, but I hate Tuesdays more”. I should have bought it for the $15 it was not worth, just to…
After miraculously catching a cab under a pouring rain, I came home drunk, my thoughts lost in a magical blur. I heard every drop land on the windows of my small apartment, and I felt lucky I made it just in time before getting completely drenched. I enjoyed being safe inside, knowing that nobody could…
I feel a pain that’s impossible to describe, and a sense of helplessness that drives me nuts. I open my mouth but nobody seems to hear me. I hate myself so much for the stupid shit I did. I should have been smarter, I should have known. But how? I was so young and no…
She stared at the powder for a long time, hesitantly playing with the straw that lied on the table before her. She had never done hard drugs before. She heard so many stories of kids snorting too much of it and overdosing in bathrooms of clubs. She wasn’t sure whether she should start a habit…
So I don’t usually complain too much (or at least I try not to), given the fact that I live in New York City. I know I willingly chose to live among the crazies. You can tell me all you want, big cities have weird people, you’re preaching to the choir, and I’m with you…
She stood by herself, her only source of light coming from her Ipod that dimly flashed in the darkness. She had no way of figuring out where she was, and whether an exit was near. It seemed like days had passed. She felt cold, so cold. Her clothes would never dry in here. Out of exhaustion,…
I wrote this song a long time ago, as the aftermath of a fight. Look at me And tell me what you see I am not the one you can lie to Come to me I feel the pain that’s in your heart And I can see tears in your eyes Quit fighting I…
I opened the fridge, looking for something to munch on but all I found were deserted shelves. I hadn’t been shopping in forever. I felt lazy lately, not wanting to go out and face the usual after work New York crowd at the grocery store. It was like that all the time; I constantly sought…
I felt a void in my head, as if some surgeon had opened my skull and scooped half of my brains with a teaspoon. It didn’t really hurt. I experienced quite a comfortable feeling, a sort of light numbness similar to the beginning stages of drunkenness. I recognized in a blur the silhouette of a…
The Manicheans 