23022012

Are you, Are you coming to the Tree?
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee...

''I always thought I was the strongest. Like Superman. I thought I was indestructible. Invincible. But there is a downside to all the blows. I became the one I fled from since too many years. I was afraid of not finding the end of the tunnel soon enough to survive. Mostly I was afraid of losing the reason why I was the one that I had become. Life abandoned me as he did. And I was just a disarticulate puppet to him. But still ... Without him, my loss would have been much slower and more painful. Without him, I wouldn't exist anymore.''

My name's Dougie Poynter, and this is my Story