Well, I guess I'm going to have to make another entry about Brøndby since no one cared about my threat.

Or maybe I'll just not.

believe, in the resulote urgency of now

Not like there's any thing to talk about as usual.

I dreamt about Billy Corgan. I know you're all dying to know... ...it was the final concert. The final song was over. So Billy was saying goodbye forever. A real grand moment. Honesty and truth. He was about to spill his heart out. And then the crow started chanting "GO HOME - GO HOME". Over and over. "GO HOME - GO HOME". And you could see the hurt in his eyes as he tried to go on. And the crowd kept chanting "GO HOME - GO HOME - GO HOME"... .then I woke up. Don't know what happened. I just know I felt so sad, that it was so unfair. How could they do that to Billy, my hero, billy-don't-be-a-hero.... How? And then reality slowly hit and I figured that okay, it was a dream. They didn't really do that to Billy, my hero, Billy-goat. But of course in reality they did. The whole world has been unfair. No one listens to him anymore. Mellon Collie is the best selling double-cd ever. But oh, the world. The world sucks. Why couldn't you see the beauty of Adore? And now Billy's leaving, defeated. The britney's got him. I bet no one even cares that in one month they'll be gone. The Smashing Pumpkins. I bet no one cares at all. It's unfair. Fuck you (an ode to no one)

Yeah, I want my mtv. Pumpkin-smashers. Saw something funny on mtv today. Well, spiffy... It was Nordic Top 5 so none of you saw it I guess. That little cutie-pie Ulrika was presenting today's batch of Swedish songs. And she was wearing my T-shirt! I swear. The very same that I wore nonstop (And I'm only half kidding there) all 9th year of school. Exactly the same, apart from the fact that her t-shirt was a bit smaller, a bit tighter... and she looked a bit better than I did... but apart from that it was my t-shirt.... Black, american flag, big eagle head. I don't recall anymore. But it was mine. I should make her take her shirt off and give it to me. What a beautiful, beautiful sentence. Deshabillez votre chemises...

but you're sure you could be right, if you held yourself up to the light.

We'll crucify the insincere tonight

we'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight

whateeeeever

It's storming. I love it. Windy and heavy rain. I hope it still rains when I go to bed. I love going to bed to the sound of rain. I used to go to bed to the sound of PJ Olsson. But you should read the katie entry to understand that.

I'm feeling depressed. What else is new? What else is blue? We don't even care. restless as we are. we feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts-----

Come save me. Let me come and save you. DO SOMETHING FOR FUCKS SAKE!!!!!!!!

Go to bed

goodnight

NP: Pumpkins - 1979 (we don't know where our bones'll rest, to dust I guess, forgotten and absorbed to the ground below)

...I'll never be what you need...