April 2011
March 2011
‘I don’t know what’s right and what’s real any more, and I don’t know how I’m meant to feel any more. When do you think it will all become clear, cause I’m being taken over by the fear…’
Every now and then I do it again, and then I dont and then I do. Every now and then I am there, and then I’m not and then I am. Every now and then I want to, and then I don’t, and then I do. Every now and then I can, and then I cant, and then I can. Every now and then.
