I remember when the first thing that rang on my mind when I woke up in the morning was soccer!
I remember when I was young, my mother had bought drum magazine and there was a Benni McCarthy poster: she put it on my wall without me knowing ‘when I saw it…I was screaming on the top of my lungs’….happiness.
I remember when weekends use to mean nothing to me other than dust and bruised feet from long day fifty bucks bets tournaments….damn!
I remember when I was young, my mother had bought drum magazine and there was a Benni McCarthy poster: she put it on my wall without me knowing ‘when I saw it…I was screaming on the top of my lungs’….happiness.
I remember when weekends use to mean nothing to me other than dust and bruised feet from long day fifty bucks bets tournaments….damn!
It all happend before I started fucking around with a radio.
I remember when I use to be a soccer fan!
bUt i WaS nEvEr
AnY gOoD!
1 comment:
i like that first pic mfana
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