vardag med värk, vanvett och musik. att få lov att ta saker i morgon trots protest. en krympande kropp om gör revolt i klädkammaren och ställer till det bland hyllorna.
onsdag 7 juli 2010
i have forgotten...
....everything i need to remember..
i forgott all about nauseous i forgott all about dizziness i choose to forget all about it and it came right back and slapped my face
ngt så ovanligt som bryan adams. do i have to say the words
the best part of us slowly dies if no one really believes they exist. what remains is just shadows of memories and the cold ashes of trust and beliefs.
hell isnt a pit full of demons poking your flesh with a stick its an endless dinnerparty with all the people you just cant stand and really hate.
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