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.
torsdag 30 december 2010
every little lie every unsaid truth kills it just as efficient as a bullet.. but much slower..
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.
