It's all spinning around. I'm laying on the floor. Oh well. I guess that was too much. How dangerous was that? I would like to know but I guess I will never get to this. The pain stopped but the pictures I saw and the memories it made will never be erased from my mind. At the end it will come to get me again. Stronger. Till then I should be alright. Or maybe not...
Spinning Around by Stefan Khun
