Oslo Bloodbath Pt. 3 : The ballad of Gerda and Tore

“Because, a good thing cannot last forever. A dark cloud seldom roams alone. You know, they’ve seen it all before, a german shepherd at their door. Whoever died of a broken heart, anyway ?”

I remember him telling me to enjoy every little moment of success, because it wouldn’t last : “If you don’t fuck it up yourself, it’ll fuck up itself, don’t worry”.

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