I took something perfect and painted it red.



 after a lot of water, coffee, sleepless nights and a lot of thinking of you.
tears. thoughts of cutting eyes out. the human being still makes no sense.
ung och dum.
så döm inte, när du själv vandrat i precis samma skor.



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