It doesn’t matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar.
It follows us home, it changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up.
But maybe that’s the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap.
Maybe going through all that is what keeps us moving forward.
It’s what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little bit messed up.
Before we can step up.
söndag, juli 12
home is where your heart is.
sitter och kollar lite olika konserter jag ska till. nästan bud på att dra till helsingborgsfestivalen också.. kusinen ska spela. vore fett. hm. ska kolla om det är fler band dock. förutom darin. ^^ hah.
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