Hellbent and brokenhearted

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.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Dusk and summer

5.13 AM, Borås, Sweden

Today's soundtrack;

Pink Floyd - Time

Dear diary,

I'm sick as a dog... I've gotten a badass cold combined with fever and a horrible headache, which leads me to thinking that I've gotten that swine flu everyone keeps talking about. Or maybe it's just a regular cold. Either way, I'm still not in the mood to write anything of importance today, I just want to sleep through this thing and get back to you when my mind is clear and I'm not sneezing and coughing every other second. So... until then.

2 comments:

JohannaSeptember 13, 2009 at 8:52 PM
Aw krya på dig! Jag är jättenojig för den där jävla svininfluensan .__.
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vildhjaertaSeptember 13, 2009 at 8:54 PM
Tror inte att det är det, för har blivit mkt bättre nu. Men man vet aldrig .__.
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