the bronx

4 augusti.

i went to a party. it was wild. i drank fithteen beers and started up a fight.
it was in småland. it was three days. i drank thirty beers and lost my ways.
i walked around. i was a slut. i sat in peoples tents and messed up.
i don't remember everything. i did so many things.
i don't remember if i'll miss anything.
i went to some gigs. they were great. i went home and found a mate.
i saw markus, gatans lag, hästpojken, kultirnation and stereo total.
i saw detektivbyrån, babian and whitest boy alive.
i saw zeigeist but don't remember anything at all.
it was mostly just exchanging saliva with some girl i can't recall.
i met some people. some punks and a couple of girls from uppland
and some girls from lund and helsinki and västmanland.
i lived right next to the main stage. i heard justice
and moto boy and raised fist, i don't regret what i've missed.
i made the paper. some girl asked me what i was doing there.
i was hit on, but didn't want to do anything with you dear.
i drank some beers and tried to forget about the rain.
i was tired. i'm sick. i'm hurt and want to do it all over again.

dagens spår: nouvelle vague - too drunk to fuck



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