by Cracked Pleasures » Sat Dec 06, 2008 1:40 am
27 sounds young in theory, but for me it was a really bad birthday. I mean, my OCD really started going really bad when I was 17. I am now 27, this means 10 years of my life have been troubled by this mess and to realise that made me quite sad. Time ticks so fastly, I remember the worryless days so well as if it was yesterday but meanwhile they are 10 years behind me.
Oh well, older = wiser

Keep it flaming your desire, always rising higher - Aim for stars and hit the sky
(Echo & The Bunnymen - Evergreen, 1996)
Capital punishment = murder


THE PASSION OF LOVERS IS FOR DEATH (Bauhaus, 1983)