I remember listening to Blank Space when it was first released. It was the feelings that came along that I miss much. When it was early in the morning, I followed the track down the long, deserted hallway, one footstep trailed by another one, not knowing that my first move had embarked an eight-month-long journey. I had been to it...a place where I forgot about myself. I didn't know what happened. A grey area, they recognise it this way, where facts are ambiguous and hopes too deep down in the snow. Days flashed by in a lightning pace, people with rosy cheeks, tan skin and injured knuckles came along with me. But question marks filled up fatigue minds, I questioned myself the one thing I used to be so sure about. And...I didn't get an answer that I wanted. I didn't know if I knew myself anymore, living a life I predicted wrongly, doing the things I thought would be easier. I heard screams and thunderstorms, saw my losing grips and fading soul. O...
Life of a party, I'm showing off again...