Lite av det som står längre ner har jag skrivit till engelskan. Ska skriva en text bara om vad som helst tror jag. Detta blir nog en bra början, dock låter jag som en ensam, deprimerad människa. Det är jag verkligen inte, men det blir typ så när jag skriver och lyssnar på musik så ba ploppar de upp massa grejer i huvet och så skriver jag ner det och sen blir det såhär ... lyssna på låten sammtidigt

This is the time of my life. Or at least it should be. I'm young, beautiful and so alive. But yet I feel so far away, as if everything's just passing by. It feels like I'm missing out on everything important and everything else that actually means something.

This doesn't seem to bother anyone else but me and I don't get why. I go to school everyday like everybody else and I do all those thing that I'm supposed to do and Its great, but.. still it doesn't feel right. I feel I'm supposed to do something else, something bigger, something that actually matters. But what is it that matters? I mean really matters? Is it who we are or what we do? Or what is it?