I just thought that you, thoroughtfulls full of hatred, should understimate the nature of subconstruction in material assholes, wherever you can show them the inner absolution. The bid farewell of our lifes is just the begining of an unveliable master of anachronism as the ludicrous midlife crisis we are all about to engage. Feel shame for all the shameless.  Fear the name of the nameless. This place is enough violent to turn off all the losers of the year, all the the spatial encompassing riots. Laugh at my face, it's more fair than spit on my chains. In space there is more breathtaking situations than in this earth-full-of-life planet. Reality is a bore.

You must follow this links. The best photos of 2008, shared by The Boston Globe. I'm speechless so just enjoy them.

Last weekend  chaos came down to me like blessed manaá! ALLELLUJAAAAAAH MOTHERFUCKERS!
I went to the Saló del Manga de Barcelona. You know, if anarchy could exist as a society that's how it could be. Well, that and Wacken Open Air. There were a lot of sexy godamn girls there, and I met a few of them (in dreams you know XD). We went out for dinner to a japanese restaurant, I loved it, they made fish fondue!  :D After cumming on my pants (eating and fucking are trully close concepts for me), we went to a uhm club? bar? place? XD whatever, it's called "undeath" in order to drink, dance and uhm vomit and repeat? XD I don't drink alcohol so it was fine for me XD

Oh, and tomorrow I'm going to Barcelona again. I've got two shows to atend: Kitsch on Saturday and Maximum the Hormone on Sunday. It could be a memorable weekend, hell yeah. Uhm.

KITSCH:





MAXIMUM THE HORMONE:




Yeah, I know I fail at english XD



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