February 2011
Just so alone, so utterly empty inside. My very existence is rotten to the core, so revolting. Never to lay down the struggle for ultimate reward. Never to find what everyone want. The words “it’l
Ditt sista ess i armen som livet var ett kortspel men efter att du spelade så fylldes jag av tomhet av saker vi gjort jag kommer minnas dom jämt fast saknaden är stor när man mister en vän
'When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid Just as long as i standing