Making music is the only thing that can take me away from all this death that's consuming my brain.
I can not shake it off. I can not understand it.
But music can save me.
Music will save me.
Music loves me.
Sounds familiar?
Yes I choose this poison.
This religion.
This obsession.
Now what is yours?
Make your move
mid september 2012 writing "when you told me" in my room
