for the love of... anything
how are those people going to survive the devastation?
how do they deal with the stench of decomposing bodies, knowing they are their family, friends?
where will they go?
what will they do?
will they be able to carry on, building upon the flattened remains of a tsunami-waked shacks?
i am currently obsessed with the powerpuff girls, franz ferdinand, and fangoria.
it feels weird, listening to spanish music, back here in the uk.
esta noche me comeré las uvas sola. thanks to my job.
at least i have turrón. and biscuits.