why the time must pass?
i just can’t see old Captain and old Spock, i just CAN’T look at them, i just fuckin can’t, my eyes fill by tears each time i watch Star Trek movies not TOS
oh god it’s so incredible painful
where are you, 60s?
i just want somebody.. erm.. somebody, you know, who can listen to me for long hours and then just look into my eyes and nod, saying “i understand you” - and nothing else, without thoughts in its mind “oh gosh i dont care at all what she twaddle about but i need to answer her and say some foolish words”
maybe it’s just because of them, people from lovely Star Trek, who are kind, careful and mindful, who’s eyes are bright and filled by tenderness (i mean Kirk and Spock of course) and who CARE about each other
gosh.. i don’t know what to do.. ‘ll better watch the next episode..
there are 380 little color stars in a jar
the one star of each color has a wish inside
the wish is about five persons, gods or humans, i’m not sure
i am only sure that one day this wish will come true
going down the rabbit hole
get away from all we know
come on, follow
come on and follow me
with the lights out it’s less dangerous
here we are now - entertain us
i feel stupid and contagious
here we are now - entertain us
i breathe
clouds beneath my window
i see rockets in the sky
i feel satellites in limbo
i breathe oxygen up high
hey! ho!
ain’t nothing little ‘bout rock’n’roll
hey! ho!
rap it up and hip-hop down the road
