No regrets

How can anyone not love Swedish glam rock?

This is today.


LISTEN LOUD

Simply because my friend M in Brisbane,
tagged a photo of me from a Halloween many moons ago,
of me as a butchered camp counsellor.
(And he introduced me to this band,
he put this song on my leaving CD,
when I destroyed my old life).

I think that's the party that I cut my eyebrow open on a wine glass
and showed someone my bum.
Woo.