the sky won't fall forever
the last painting at ingesund. feels somewhat sentimental.
i'd watch the crow. but. there's no night here, it's soon midnight and all i see is only central-swedish blue-greyness. and. i can't cry at daytime, it evokes bad memories. well, i use to shed some tears watching the crow and have no intention of changing this state of being.
on friday i'll have my night back.
i'd watch the crow. but. there's no night here, it's soon midnight and all i see is only central-swedish blue-greyness. and. i can't cry at daytime, it evokes bad memories. well, i use to shed some tears watching the crow and have no intention of changing this state of being.
on friday i'll have my night back.
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