...saker som jag är.. vad jag väljer är att inte falla in i bilden av hur folk uppfattar att jag borde vara... im perfect becouse god dont make mistakes..
I'm beautiful in my way,
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
vardag med värk, vanvett och musik. att få lov att ta saker i morgon trots protest. en krympande kropp om gör revolt i klädkammaren och ställer till det bland hyllorna.
söndag 27 februari 2011
fredag 25 februari 2011
fake....
...tom här är jag fake.. just taking the long way around....
torsdag 24 februari 2011
we're closed today....
...we're expecting to open again in the next life..
setback.... förkylning försvinner och lämnar värken att husera.. jklar i min låda vad jag känner mig nöjd. alla planer för dagen flög ut genom fönstret. frustrerad, förbannad och jkligt less. och så ledsen.. idag skulle jag behöva ngn att gråta hos....som håller om.. ngn som säger att det blir bättre oavsett om det är sant lr inte...send me an angel
music maestro
setback.... förkylning försvinner och lämnar värken att husera.. jklar i min låda vad jag känner mig nöjd. alla planer för dagen flög ut genom fönstret. frustrerad, förbannad och jkligt less. och så ledsen.. idag skulle jag behöva ngn att gråta hos....som håller om.. ngn som säger att det blir bättre oavsett om det är sant lr inte...send me an angel
music maestro
måndag 21 februari 2011
i hope you're feeling happy now....
.....I see you feel no pain at all it seems
I wonder what you're doin' now
I wonder if you think of me at all
Do you still play the same moves now
Or are those special moods
For someone else
I hope you're feeling happy now.
Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
Does laughter still discover you
I see through all those smiles
That look so right
Do you still have the same friends now
To smoke away your
Problems and your life
Oh how do you remember
Me the one that made
You laugh until you cried
I hope you're feeling happy now
Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
Solo
Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
I wonder what you're doing now
I hope you're feeling happy now
I wonder what you're doing now
I hope you're feeling happy now
I wonder what you're doin' now
I wonder if you think of me at all
Do you still play the same moves now
Or are those special moods
For someone else
I hope you're feeling happy now.
Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
Does laughter still discover you
I see through all those smiles
That look so right
Do you still have the same friends now
To smoke away your
Problems and your life
Oh how do you remember
Me the one that made
You laugh until you cried
I hope you're feeling happy now
Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
Solo
Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
I wonder what you're doing now
I hope you're feeling happy now
I wonder what you're doing now
I hope you're feeling happy now
Etiketter:
feelings happy,
hedonism,
saknad,
skunk anansie
söndag 20 februari 2011
the passenger.....
.....dold där inne.. fy fan vad less jag är. dagarna läggs till varandra och en jkla räcka av frustration. och jag är så less att känna så, säga det, skriva det och låta musiken spela det.. tror stenhårt att det blir bättre sen, att värmen ska komma med lindrig på så många plan.. att dörrar ska öppnas och allt ska nästan kännas som normalt. fastän jag sen längesen har glömt bort vad normalt och vanligt är. och ingen finns heller som kan påminna mig om hur det var en gång för så längesen. men just nu, trots att jag vet att solen kommer att värme, så funderar jag om ngn kan trösta knyttet och göra allt så mkt bättre. ..
i began to lose control.. i didnt mean to hurt you.. i'm sorry made you cry..
i began to lose control.. i didnt mean to hurt you.. i'm sorry made you cry..
Etiketter:
frustration,
jealous guy,
roxy music,
solen kommer snart
torsdag 17 februari 2011
lonelyness....
...comes in pair... not only as single...
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
Livin' alone
I think of all the friends I've known
When I dial the telephone
Nobody's home
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
Hard to be sure
Sometimes I feel so insecure
And loves so distant and obscure
Remains the cure
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
All by myself
Don't wanna live
All by myself
Anymore
When I was young
I never needed anyone
Making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
All by myself
Don't wanna live
Oh
Don't wanna live
By myself, by myself
Anymore
By myself
Anymore
Oh
All by myself
Don't wanna live
I never, never, never
Needed anyone
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
Livin' alone
I think of all the friends I've known
When I dial the telephone
Nobody's home
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
Hard to be sure
Sometimes I feel so insecure
And loves so distant and obscure
Remains the cure
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
All by myself
Don't wanna live
All by myself
Anymore
When I was young
I never needed anyone
Making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
All by myself
Don't wanna live
Oh
Don't wanna live
By myself, by myself
Anymore
By myself
Anymore
Oh
All by myself
Don't wanna live
I never, never, never
Needed anyone
48 days and....
....midnight is near...
48 dagar...
48 dagar fulla med värk, illamående, trötthett, hypomani, ilska, feber.
48 dagar med malande.
det är fan sorgligt.
...it's my kryptonite
48 dagar...
48 dagar fulla med värk, illamående, trötthett, hypomani, ilska, feber.
48 dagar med malande.
det är fan sorgligt.
...it's my kryptonite
onsdag 9 februari 2011
r u working ur way...
....back to me boy?....
jag är inte intresserad av smygande attacker from the back.. minnen har den förmågan och jag gillar det inte. minnen, flashbacks, beteenden, låtar, platser... alla är tidsmaskiner. plötsligen står minnet där ute på ytterbron och påkallar min uppmärksamhet och framkallar ångest.. welcome back in my life i say... dont turn ur fucking face away..
bloodhound gang.. bad touch.. what else..
jag är inte intresserad av smygande attacker from the back.. minnen har den förmågan och jag gillar det inte. minnen, flashbacks, beteenden, låtar, platser... alla är tidsmaskiner. plötsligen står minnet där ute på ytterbron och påkallar min uppmärksamhet och framkallar ångest.. welcome back in my life i say... dont turn ur fucking face away..
bloodhound gang.. bad touch.. what else..
onsdag 2 februari 2011
i cant believe its true..
.....but my heart still hurts thinking of u....
time set in spinn.. and looking back is the only thing i can do.. to think that a simple song can act as a time machine and leave me at the point of goodbye
i was so in love with u.....Purge the soul....Make love your goal
time set in spinn.. and looking back is the only thing i can do.. to think that a simple song can act as a time machine and leave me at the point of goodbye
i was so in love with u.....Purge the soul....Make love your goal
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you hear what i say?
the best part of us slowly dies if no one really believes they exist. what remains is just shadows of memories and the cold ashes of trust and beliefs.
hell isnt a pit full of demons
poking your flesh with a stick
its an endless dinnerparty with
all the people you just cant stand
and really hate.
hell isnt a pit full of demons
poking your flesh with a stick
its an endless dinnerparty with
all the people you just cant stand
and really hate.