Hårmodell





Idag har jag varit hårmodell till Karin. Hon är grymt duktig! Och just det, vi har skaffat en ny kamera nu.

There's something against us, it's not time, it's not time


I thought you said summer is going to take the pain away


I'm a war of head versus heart




This is the moment that you know
you told him that you loved him, but you don't
you touch his skin and then you think
he is beautiful, but he don't mean a thing to me
he is beautiful, but he don't mean a thing to me

She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world. Four winds blowing through her hair


Your love will be safe with me



Ikväll ska jag fira finaste Johanna med att grilla, dricka vin och shota tequila! Grattis älskling, tycker om dig fruktansvärt mycket.

Let's make it seem like I've done right so I can sleep well tonight




And then there's you, but that's so obvious
it's hopeless and I know this, that's why I can't dream
no desire or circumstance would keep this from me

I try to tell myself at night when the dusty old pictures are all out of sight that I think I will be alright

"It's sad when someone you know, becomes someone you knew. When you can walk right past someone like they were never a big part of your life. How you used to be able to talk to them forever, but now you can barely even look at them."
- Henry Rollins

Precis så känns det.

You can save face but you won't ever save your soul



but please return, return to the person that you were, and I will do the same
because it's too hard to belong to someone who is gone

23.1 - Mitt största misstag är hur mycket jag trodde på framtiden att jag glömde bort att leva i nuet.


Och du säger att saknad kan man lära sig att leva med ibland


Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living




"Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it wasn't the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don't know, but it's so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it."

Du har dina skäl och jag har mina

men alla skäl jag gav
var bara lögner för att köpa mig själv lite tid





well, I guess that it's typical
to cling to memories you'll never get back again




And I guess it's just like breathing and not wanting to

Let's not shit ourselves






(to love and be loved)
let's just hope that is enough

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