Bring me my sweetheart. I want to see him again.

Apologies to Stevie Bloom for not keeping up with my promises.. I'm going to try harder.

I've spent the last few weeks breaking away from my sanity and retreating from whatever morals I had left. Spending late nights in the company of one of the only people that will ever understand what goes on inside of my cranium. Those weird butterflies and those weird first encounters have come and gone and beer bottles and makeshift ashtrays have swallowed whatever charm was left in my apartment. I have yet to throw any of them away.

Sweden is top priority nowadays. Whenever I can save up the funds to afford visiting, I will be on the first flight out.

There's nothing more terrible than living in the past and staying up at night thinking of ways you could have handled situations differently. My ultimate downfall.