"The only way to feel free
Is to sink under the oceans surface.
But if you grasp on that freedom for so long,
           It gets overwhelming,
And you struggle to breath."
                                                         K/S


     Did any of you ever feel like you were suppose to be doing something- right here, right now, but you don't even know what it is?

     You just feel this surge of passion, so overwhelming, that you find yourself wanting to drown it away. Cause I never was a talker. But my mind, my mind was a breath-hitching mess, wanting to find a release in which I could dispose of it's ideas. Ideas and passion mixed with my sorrow.

     The world is cruel. Reality is hard.

     So I lived a fairytale, a fairytale in which had no idea how it will end, when it will end. A fairytale is which, I was my own knight. I had my own rules. And freedom was the princess, I so desperately fell in love with.

     Yet the story kept going.


"Sometimes I feel as if I was rain
falling from a dark cloud.
                    I ruin people,
yet what good does it do when I collide with ground?
I do it over and over and over.
And it hurts every time."
~K/S