Paris…
Its been a fucking week since Paris. I can’t fucking believe it. And I haven’t written a shit either. Now I do.
I’ll give you an entire review soon, but right now I just cant..
But I felt I had to say that it turned out like I though. When Otus entered the stage I did cry for a while. It was like… It was so weird. WHERE THE FUCK is my pet the destroyer, you know? It sucked big time. But I got over it kinda fast too. Kita is an arse, just to deal with it.
We also learned that fences should never be put in front of Jasmine and Ginny when Amen arrives to the venue.
NEVER.
And Mr Lordi thinks I’m Pippi Longstockings.
So long!
// Sara
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