verbaldiarre
it has dried up, the source of everything

You have not been listening to me. I am not the person you know.
I am a dead person and I do not know yet what will bring me back to life.
You do not see this, and I do not know what more I can do to make you see.
It is as if you have chosen deliberately to sit in a corner where the rays of the sun
do not shine. I think of you as one of the three chimpanzees,
the one with his paws over his eyes.
mosen

du är så bra min finaste!

(börjar bli riktigt bra på att blogga hehe)

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