charlie´s theory


„see you again?“ asks diana in the early summer, after not very successfull dinner party to celebrate the birthday of charles fourties, in the morning at the train station. charlie says nothing. spirit thinks of his first wife kristin, with whom he was so good and still do not understand why they broke up ... till that time everything was wrong and things started to slip.

he met diana through "solid" internet dating, where, it says, goes no cratchpads, freaks, maniacs, marriage dodgers and the greatest tragedics 30 years old and above (almost always with commitments), but only interested in a serious relationship, who they have experienced in disappointment or experienced in the reality of life and do not want to burn again ...

charles is fortunately only the greatest tragedian of the 30 years that I know and has no further substantial deviation, so he could almost unqualified to register.

they slept together after two weeks and according to charles it was nothing much. he also complained the darkness, and she refused to smoke his time she said. in addition, she wanted only the front position and had to squirt into prepared paper napkin on the bedside tabel because she hates the semen. all this contributed to the fact that even at that time knew it at the earliest opportunity whistle. and the weekend event, when he expected to get something more than just a cheap cologne, traveling bottle of brandy and dark chocolate this beautifully recorded. additionally, he embarrassed in front of his parents when she was very active in servicing guests which came say in words four, including charles and diana and this was it.

sex is very essential thing in his life and spoke about it often enough. basically, execpt of their own apartment is the the most important woman´s aspect. 

i've been knowning him for ten years and since this time he replaced about ten shorter or longer relationships. it has more or less stamped by the quality of sex and the number of traveled kilometers where he must go beyond them.

he always comes to see me in early summer after next bumbling relationship and the rest of the year i don´t see him. during that time he aspirates off the heart, cursing the female and their damn job (selling car colors) and recalls how he made a mistake when he broke up with kristin. thus, it takes about two months before he gets a new taste of his visit a year earlier dating profile, where he ticks in the box relationship - single.

train runs away, diana tries to smile and charles is searching my mobile number .... it is the 15 th of july and my phone rings: „what are you doing tonight, i would like to drop by for a chat ...“.

In fact, it is quite advantageous deal ...charlie is a fucking genius! jamie xx – loud places


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where have we gone?


spectators are going crazy and i'm starting to sweat. it is a hot summer night, but especially in the cannon is drop to dead ... i'm not nervous, because i do not say any fucking word and no one knows that one asshole in the cannon it´s me. my wife even not worth saying ... sometimes i peep out, people in the stands like shit. the stage is still turns one star after another and warmed up those fucking mass of cowboys from Texas.

i will fly behind the stage to the net a good 90 meters, but i know i'm going on and you know, like a bird, but i will not fall back down. it's not spin anything ... all the futility and embarrassing dialogues about anything ... the essence of things anyway long ago disappeared, leaving only inflated cotton candy round. free and out of reality.

speaker has a big sombrero with a light blue suit and a bubble rolls one after another and the audience is with everyone with empty beer even noisier ...

chuck emerson, my colleague, counts three, two, one, and yet he can hear me good wishes with landing. i attended the show many times and nobody expects it would end differently than flawless fall into the net. but this time i piss over all of them!

already flying and there is no going back ... i'd like to once again sit on the patio and listened to the crickets chirp, but did not want me. perhaps only because of the cat, although who knows if she'll miss me at least ... so i´m flying through the air, nicely gaining height and the show begins to recede. People wave are excited and none of them ... pretending faces begin to recede and people no longer are small as ants. Sometimes when the wind blows, so is push me hundreds of meters to the left or right. The country is already quite small and I feel tired, but it's nice to me.

Just still kept thinking about why they are so important the tickets to the fucking ball and just rather not go hand in hand for a walk with me.... beach house - wishes





the chelsea megastore


everyone had gone to sleep ... even squat mike, who has been boozeing premier league for fourteen years dropped off on the couch. only i'm still craving for another drink and beer. tomorrow's work will be cruel, but fortunately the new boss is blind and too inward-that appealed to management. In fact to that cock, who calls himself the owner - big master. my colleague what makes me know that booze, but I think he doesn´t care. he's glad he's happy and also he has trouble with the wife and a son, so I'm not solve. like every morning after the hangover i imagine what it would be to wake up sober. prepare my wife the breakfast, enjoy the shower, fuck her (quickie from behind and no kissing), take another shower, a chat with a neighbor and with a clean collar and a smile on the lips going to job. instead, i'll put the third cigarette in bed and a cup of a strong coffee, after which I will feel still worse, but at least i'm a little thinking ... i´ll jerk off my dick (i think of the boss, fucking her through the lunch break in the warehouse), wash my face and rolls out. the wind is blowing outside and the radio plays ASAP Rocky – Everyday. there´s a disarray at work today. like every friday once every three weeks when big master comes to the control day. it is clear that if he hits me somewhere and put me straight, he will fired me immediately and I sign the statement without any embarrassment. but I am lucky today, craps like me do not care him today, he screams the boss the whole noon. even for us ... he doesn´t show up, I am darning all the morning as possible. all of our stuff are fucking scared and work as mad. around the eleven i feel a little better even thinking about what i´ll undertake in the evening. I go for a cigarette behind the store. i meet there unexpectedly boss. she cries and tells me that I'm on the job only one who understood her. i stroke her hair, it´s going to be the lunch .... i´ll probably miss it…



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