Monday and that dull grey exhaustion, how much I loathe it.

During the day I already feel comfortable even in a summer outfit, but at night I'm still cold. The temperature change is so drastic.

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I wish more and more people were able to see beyond their own bubble. As they could have the proper intelligence and empathy.

It was revolutionary (1848).

A surprise album, soaked in all our justified anger and hatred, aimed straight at the filthy system!

Atmospheric post-punk is a miracle.

How many lies and how much cruelty can a human soul endure... How can someone become a real monster?! Disappear forever!

It's unbelievable how servile people are.

I've no idea how to play funk bass, but it was so much fun improvising over an instrumental.

Let's enjoy the sunshine a little now, it's going to rain again tomorrow.

They talk about love and peace, but anyone who disagrees with them on anything is cursed, and they wish for their downfall and death...

"So this is how liberty dies... with thunderous applause."

I want to live in Friday the 13th every day, so that I may become misfortune itself.

I hope that, for the first time, fate will be kind to us and stand on the side of humanity.

I much prefer a grungy, warmer tone over a clean one. It just feels more human and authentic.

Why can't media professionals speak at a proper pace and with the right emphasis? I'd recommend a speech therapist to everyone...

It feels like I'm living in a crypt.

Lately, fruit tea with lots of lemon has been so enjoyable and relaxing.

Jim Carrey can't disappoint me.