Dag 04 - Det här åt jag idag.

Hm, random. Eh, iallafall. Jag åt inget till frukost, det gör jag aldrig. Inte lunch heller, det gör jag aldrig. Och till middag åt jag en enchilada och sallad.

Ok? :)

Nu: Supa.

(The score of my soundtrack is written by blood
Music of suicide written in red
I did it myself, my wrists are also opened
And like my tears, it's cascading
Everything has been lost behind us
On my kness, hands on my face
The sun is appearing into the spring morning
Where I'm lying there's just nothing than my dust

Now you don't care about him
You live on the other side of feelings
But our February snow
is now covering my lifeless body.)