bohemian lifestyle is over.

now,
just listen to our heart beats. we're listening to your kolpa drum solos that you're playing without your drumsticks.
It was kinda weird sleeping and drinking wine all day long then eating pizza insanely.
we lost our toothbrushes, we were doing dirty dancing at the house with our same same cassette patterned socks.
one wayfarer for each person, and three slices of pizza. (or maybe turkish society ravioli)
damn it, it's raining cats and dogs.
remember the wind and a man with a mobile phone on his hand, was pointing the birds with a HUGE happiness.
mc donalds was also great, you know. icy/wet bigmac, our aggrieved look and the employee's awesome reaction.
forefinger and middle finger were touching each other like there was a glue.
measure temperature?

oh that was good.

one, twoo, threee, fouuuur ~ IYK.
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come.
never ever go back to your home.

we are all miss you so.