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January 2010
As long as I can remember all I ever wanted to do was to ride my dirtbike. It's the one thing I'm good at. I've always known there's a big risk in what I do. Every rider knows your going to crash at o
Time is just a counting system, numbers with meaning attached to 'em.
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-25 men ack så kul!
Ever since my injury I've been hesitating but screw it. I ride dirtbikes and if you get hurt you get hurt.
Fight for it, even if it seems pointless. My heart is broken, trust me... Not just the expression, I felt every single bit breaking from whole.
Everybody "understands" but no one gives a shit, that's the awful truth that no one seems to see.
It doesn't matter what I want It doesn't matter what I need It doesn't matter if I cry Doesn't matter if I bleed.
I’m scared to death but still so calm. Heaven or hell? Life or the unknown? The things that are about to happen can only bee tooled by time. You say -“time heal everything". I say –“time is no
Skoter imorgon! Åker ikväll, finns på telen!
Tveka aldrig.
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