Title: Valgfritt

Text: Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but I guess, this avoids the stress of falling out of it. Are you tired of me yet? I'm a little sick right now but I swear, when I'm ready I will fly us out of here. Turn off your porcelain face. I can't really think right now in this place. There's too many colors enough to drive all of us insane. Are you dead? Sometimes I think I'm dead 'cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head. But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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