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Hope changed into Ivy. Good changed into bad. ...and nothin' changed into somethin'.
positively unsure? negatively unsure? ...not even sure 'bout that.
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always thinkin' of what did not happen. so i'm afraid to forget what has happened. damn.
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really should be positively unsure. ...but i'm not.
'd like to have some huge, brutal tempest right now. but not while sittin' safe behind windows with a cup of hot tea and some nice music...not today. today i'd like to stand just within. while gettin' scared and freed at the same time...
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'so far'. great song. and 'strato demon' also is. ...yeah, that's my pata papa xD yip yip. <3
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had a great rehearsal today. damn, that somehow really gives u the feelin' of doin' the right thing! [:
...don't think i'm in a fuckin loquacious mood right now^^ that may explain those...staccato sentences. C: but i just had to write right now...even it's not too understandable for anyone. ...Not even for myself. But i think the wonderful thing about writing is that, even if it's crap like that, it helps u understand u'reself a little bit more....even if u don't like what u experience.
yay. :3
Sonntag, 11. September 2011
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