Angelica Rosso
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Sat down for nearly 3 hours, making neat sketches with visually attractive compositions and so on, but it all felt unsatisfying. Eventually I realized I couldn’t rely on my brain for this sort of diary and instead turned to the heart, clutching the pen like a 4-year-old child – burying it in my hand – and just let loose. It’s not how I had envisioned it, but it’s how it had to be.
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It’s been a fine week. Finally got to clash with my Rumble Rose in a dance filled with passion. She is everything I envisioned and more still.
Now I’m left here in this fallen kingdom of joyful victories – songs of champions with the courage to bet it all, in hope of winning on their own terms.
Left in a pretty solid bathtub and way too much space…
(and with a warm smile, rest assured)
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Got a handful of songs I could claim to be soundtracks of the past week, but I’ll keep those to myself. It’s not like anyone ever clicks those links anyways, heh. But here is one I feel a need to “dispose of”, and it’s definitely part of the playlist: Timo Räisänen – You shook me all night long
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Need someone who needs me
Want someone who wants me
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