This is my way of telling you the story of the road I walk upon. A tale about beating hearts, lost love and the habit of staying up all night long drinking. Coffee and cigarettes, my violent heart, getting lost in the music, city lights, reaching the speed of pain, the taste of blood, the nightmares, the screaming, fates colliding, love undying, forgiveness, selfishness, ego, drama and you and me and everything between. But mostly, it is about me and my sweet, sweet shadow. Enjoy.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Overkill
10.08 AM, Borås, Sweden
Dear diary,
Duuuuuude. This isn't working out. You'll just have to get used to my absence. Things are about to get busy round here pretty fuckin' soon.
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