This is what we do. It can’t be sum up in words, it can’t be explained to the tax man. Money is a stranger to what we do, and so is science. We don’t save lives, we are not doctors nor firemen.
Er vi mænd blevet så feje, at vi ikke længere tør hende?
She’s the secret starlet of your life… there’s just one problem: you’re friends.
Science has attempted to define love several times. All of these attempts have failed to help us in our personal life. But despite all of our failed attempts collectively define the most common emotion of all—love—we keep on trying.
What do you do if you belong to the minority—judging from the mass-media coverage—who really doesn’t follow the World Cup this year. Your reasons might be either due to its appalling circumstance or that your interests merely lie somewhere else, be they horse-riding into the sunset or your wine club’s annual tasting.
Here’s a list of 10 activities you can indulge in, when the World Cup is on and you really don’t give a shit.
For the first time in my life, I can’t spot the horizon. I have a sense of the path I left behind but in some profound way I need guidance.
I’m at a crossroad. It’s exciting… and it’s scary.
My right palm was clenched on the back of your thigh while I grabbed the back of your neck, and forced you against me. Your slight resistance only intoxicated me further, enraging the flow of my blood. Your lips got poutier, your breath slower and your young, crystal blue eyes lost focus, looking aimlessly in all directions until they were locked with mine.
Under a clear black sky in a public place we forgot where we were. A couple of tourists passed, noticing us in a heated embrace. Caught in the act. But we didn’t give a fuck. It was 2 am. We were just getting started…