Breathe in, breathe out.

What's the point of being angry with everything? What's the point of putting it off? Why can't two people be together? Why does it seem like there is resistance? What's so difficult? What's holding me back? Why am I rendered helpless? Why did we drift apart since the start?

Tomorrow. Is the 13th of July, a Sunday! It is also the final showdown. It will be the product of many, many months of painstaking effort and hard work. It will be the time when either we achieve great success, or we blunder beyond ressurection. This will be the big, concert finale of it all!

Am tabbing certain songs-which-are-not-meant-to-be-played-on-the-guitar on the guitar. Its quite challenging, but I'm up for it. Heck. And.

Found this while Youtube-hopping:


I find the guitar part quite enchanting. The French lyrics are cool too.

Pour arriver enfin à ces rêves d'enfants.
Qui n'ont pas de limites comme on a maintenant.

How would you like this chapter to close?


//let's walk on the beach together.

P.S. Oh and there's also RAGE XIII tomorrow, 7:30pm. Tickets will not be sold at the gate.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.