In silence i await what will become of me. Nothing left but pain from my past life. I wonder if I ever will be able to feel happy. Yeah sure, i can be happy, look happy, but within it's still a bleeding scar, a tortured soul.
No things aren't rely that bad. I'm not that depressed, or lonly.. But perhaps it's in the area where I rely need someone that I lack understanding, and perhaps more?
Art, I love art. Unfortunatly I can't paint.. I can do other artistic things, altho I do not master them. I would love to be able to put my pain into pictures. Only three alternatives therer, ether i get super good at painting - not gonna happen.. Or I learn to make 3D images on computer - might happen.. Or the final alternative, I work on getting a good photographer - will most likly not happen nether since I don't got anyone who wants to be a model, I cant both stand in front of and behind the camera now can I?
Todays treat: Comedy sketch with an swedish commedian - Robert Gustavsson as "The Ambassador". Enjoy.
