Needles to say, somebody had to a loser so next time to win… is just life…

I want a beer, made it to next store, take me money and I ask for a can of coke, the liquid of the gods. I was downtown the village, enter the pharmacy, take the medicine and the go after a can of coke, hm what else.

Going home slowly in a chanched season, because here in this part of the planet is a snowy winter. Now is just people like in the beging of nice spring… so when I entered my known good aria I take a buck and got myself som five nice cigarets…

I have to make fire in my room, I have what it takes because round here is kind chilii… now I am listening some good all YouTube hits, made it for a 1 litre Coca Cola pet… and trying to figure out to do with my life.

in the wild, at my village with a smoke in my mouth and some cola in the glass I try not cry… I am human after all, wish me luck, hm!