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.
torsdag, november 11
Man måste dö några gånger innan man kan leva
Eftersom hela min värld dissar mig och min rädsla ägnar jag mig nu åt musik. Håkan kom med ett nytt album nu som jag ska lyssna på. Vi får hoppas att det ger kärlekskänslor. hejhej
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