What the hell was he thinking, trying to pull a stunt like that off? Start a new blog, and in fucking english?! What the hell for? I mean, he is after all swedish, why not just keep wrighting in swedish?
Well, these are all good questions to ask, but not the right ones. Because there are none. This is simply a different atempt of making myself heard, using a variation of means to reach that very goal.
This is not, I repeat N O T, a quest for fame and glory. Fame and glory is merely words of praise laid upon people by others standing in awe, too much a coward to seek the ability in one self to accomplish things solely.
This will be self loathing. This will be ugly. In fact, this will be life in its truest form. There will be no lies or fabrications. The right question is, what are you willing to believe is the truth? After all, the truth is in the eyes of the beholder.
We will dive deep into this matter along the way, as well as everything else and nothing really special.
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