June 1, 2009 – Natalia A.

I am tired. I am unpleasant. I have also recently turned into the sort of trollish person who glares at gorgeous couples kissing on the benches on a sunny day in Kiev, when even the miscreants in the park are toasting them with their rubbing alcohol bottles. There’s clearly something wrong. I am counting onContinue reading “Monday Music: The “terrifying self-awareness” Edition”