Pieni pieni.
Klown.
My headphones.
Heart full of dust.
Destruction.
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My headphones. they saved my life.
There's nothing here.
I like it.
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I didn't say what is nothing. Nothing. Nothing Nothing. I tell you. My music. I want music to be more than life. And that's what certain kind of music is. I talk about strong women and fragile men. That is what fascinates me about music. Strong women, fragile men. And music, like landscapes in my mind. Like colors. Not like life. Or like life. Like what ever they have wished. Like trees and sea, lakes and mountains. I need to get away sometimes. Which is not often, cause I'm such an easily satisfied person this is a bad thing in me, or not. Depends. Even though I might be happy here I still want to be happy somewhere else. I get away with music. I was told, all music is about love. I got suprised, and thought of it. If you really want to see it that way then you can see it that way, but in that case everything in life can be about love. If in music then in life too. I dunno.
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