I finally get to see HIM live, I know none of you possibly care but holy fucking shit. This is important. Tears will be shed all night. On that very special night of May 4th. The man who saved me ten years ago from a very hard time of my life is going to be in the same room as me. The band thats been my inspiration to be who I am, who I want to me and become anything I put my mind to is going to be in my presence. Tears, my feels will be fucked. It will be one of the greatest moments of my life. Almost as great as meeting you for the first time in person. Sweet jesus. Im hyped up! Mood: Great. Music: HIM. Of course.
Does no one longer appreciate the writings of William Shakespeare? Or even the legendary Edgar Allan Poe? I cannot be the only one left to sit down and enjoy every word they wrote, they thought. Oh, maybe I don't belong in this era after all. Mood: disappointed.