I'm sure you will read this letter, since you are a huge fan of my fantastic blog. That's why I'm writting this letter to you, because you visited me tonight. Yes, don't you remember? You and your band were playing tonight, inside my head, and I was there, right in the front row. And then you went to touch your fan's hands, but you didn't touch mine. You grabbed my hand and pulled me after you, I had to run, you are very strong you know?
Do you still remeber what I said to you? I said: please, take me with you. But apparently you didn't, because I woke up and I was still in my bed, and I am still at home, looking for courage to face another day studying.
So, the question is? Are you coming to pick me, or was it just a dream? I really would like to change the way my life is going, it would be nice to do a fresh restart. But...I don't like you that much, and it's been a while since the last time I listened to nine inch nails, so...maybe I wouldn't mind if you don't come, don't worry. I'll be fine.
sim, eu sonhei mesmo que estava a ver um concerto de nine inch nails e que me virava para o trent reznor e pedia-lhe com estas mesmas palavras: take me with you. tenho uma mente perturbada...