Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can´t remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that´s in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody´s perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that´s my best excuse
Make your own luck
People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net and for a split second it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck it goes forward and you win. Or maybe it doesn't and you lose
2 mar 2011
Dearly beloved
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