Back from Goth to Stock:
Like going back from a long weird trip who took us down to hell and up to paradise in three days.
I felt for the first time since I got sick the chance of dying and loosing all my things.. I got scared as hell. I suddenly realiyed how nearby dying I was, and how bad life could be. Everything got black and I was lost somewhere, far from reality nearby some hidden and black place.
This happened on Friday: me and Jakid were so far one from the other,well I was so far from everyone, completely lost in my fears and in my panic attack. B was listening to my pain, and suffering for me.
On Saturday, like going out from a bad nightmare, was a great day and everything was fixed. We played well, in armony and the people could finally join a positive vibes. I don´t want to loose my actual life, is perfect. I don´t want to loose what i love, is perfect. I want to live. Every day. Every fucking remaining day.
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