It`s been million times by now. It has been happening constantly that he couldn`t help feeling like he was just fucked by life. He new the only one, who was responsible for all this. Him. He , himself, was the only one to blame for the thiings he said, fot the things he did, for the things, he didn`t do. He couldn`t help it. But there was the only thing he knew for sure. When the pain begins. You take this pain, you fold it several times, then you put it inside of the inner pocket of your jacket. Closer to your heart. Tearing your soul apart by metalic neddles, sticking out of this folded piece of PAIN. Sometimes he was close to understanding, that he cannot take it much longer. But then he new, where to go. He knew exactly. He got dressed and went of to somewhere he was meant to go.
В колонках играет: Aphex Twin - Flim

LI 5.09.15