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Karl Ruprecht Kroenen
Everything goes to hell...
dear diary ... 
1st-Apr-2014 02:38 pm
11:00 pm
I dreamt I was packing a suitcase in extreme hurry and distress 'cause my father and I were supposed to catch a plane that was leaving very shortly. He kept on telling me: "Pack light, you don't need to take all that to were we're going. Come we are late"
Now, taken the fact my father is dead for almost 4 years, made my day a lil more interesting when I woke up. Now I also feel death-anxiety ...

13:30 pm

Looking at this lil boy from my window for an hour now. Carrying his backpack (probably skipped school), playing all alone in the woods and talking to himself, is like I'm looking at my entire childhood unfolding in front of my eyes ...
Suddenly I feel extra sad...


On The 6th Of June in 2016 There is going to be a big change in my life!

(picture chosen is symbolic 'cause it's pointing at the future from a faded past)

the goth years III
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