....the fuck up!
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 15 september 2010
...i believe there is life...
...on mars...
regnar... och på ngn punkt i min obstinata själ så stämmer det helt rätt.. lr många punkter ska väl sägas.
for all that has been.. and all that there is.. and all that's to be..
regnar... och på ngn punkt i min obstinata själ så stämmer det helt rätt.. lr många punkter ska väl sägas.
for all that has been.. and all that there is.. and all that's to be..
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you hear what i say?
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.
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.