You wouldn't last a minute

04.10 AM, Falköping, Sweden

Dear diary.

I'm gonna keep things short for today, not much has been happening... slept all day as usual, occassionally waking up when the phone rang. Just been sitting around in front of my laptop since I woke up, getting fat from all the unhealthy stuff I eat... at least I can eat something, even if I throw it all up a few minutes later. Still not feeling well.

So it looks like I'm going back to Småland this weekend. On Saturday I'll be meeting with the band in Jönköping, we're gonna party and watch some kind of event that's going on there. On Sunday I'm gonna be The Good Son™ and spend the day at home with my family on mother's day.

Can't someone just please just fast-forward my life until I can move into my new apartment? This is driving me insane... oh wait, I already am..

Night

This is it, our one chance to make things right
Post love affliction
Our hearts nightmares won't let this happen again
Name the last time I wrote about something other than you

I'll keep dreaming
Not another word sweetheart
Nothing is perfect, but it has to be someday
So I'll keep dreaming
We have to be someday

When I'm the reflection in her sun bright eye
Knees go weak, and lips quiver
The split second before they meet

I'll keep dreaming
Not another word sweetheart
Nothing is perfect, but it has to be someday
So I'll keep dreaming
We have to be someday