diso

this tiger balm is really messing with my head. in the fashion world shit's always changing, and sometimes its hard to keep up. the best way is to tie yourself to something so you get dragged along. that way you're never that far behind, although to be fair you're never up front either. but you might be ugly so that might be for the best.
this tiger balm is reaaally messing with my head. blogging is something i think you need to do. give me liberty. its a joint effort, two of us, and maybe in the future there might be three, or even more than three. we're heavily influenced by a real blog, called discotheque confusion, but that was a bit too difficult to understand so we decided to mix it up a bit. give me liberty. dont forget your roots bruv. on the other hand we dont always blog about fashion, we tend to blog about some other things too. real life things, anything that picks our nose. dont expect to read about anything in particular. it might be okay though.

yesterday was a night that probably ranks around some of my most above average nights, because it happened to be good when it didnt seem like it would. you all know what im talking about. ... . trof was there, and it was a birthday or two. they came one after the other and in succession, although its difficult top say which one was best. i think maybe the second one, because the first one only really kicked off when it was almost over. i really want to join a massage society, because this tiger balm is really messing with my head.

i might take a leak so the other one will take over.

mij