: end of the world. i am on a cliff. with a girl. grey clouds are swirling above us. a bomb is a few metres away. someone is about to pull the trigger. next. my mother is worried. very worried. and i can't say anything. next. i sneak into a kid's house. and we experiment with designer drugs and perform sexual rituals on his double decker bed. next. me and kid are having coffee with britney spears. she wants to have her photo taken with me. next. :
the alarm clock rings. damn.
greysweater is back but it looks horrid.
changes will be made in the next few hours or so.
a chance to rescue gryskreen.
sound = the last forty seconds lp
(although, mine is on black vinyl and not baby blue.)
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