Wednesday, December 7, 2011

It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it's so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn't come back. You're left so alone that you can't explain. Damn, there's nothing like that, is there? I've been there and you have too. You're nodding your head.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

OH YEAH BY THE F***ING WAY

Last Tuesday, I went to Chicago with my mom and Ellina Romanova. And we saw Rammstein in the flesch. LIVE. IN PERSON.

And my life is different now.