onsdag 10 februari 2010

GENTLE

I can't even begin to describe what I feel when someone touches my hair, it feels like I am going to faint, it is total bliss and goose bump feast.

The XX


Such a nice band. I have been lighting candles at night listening to them and relaxing for an hour before bed. This song is called Heart skipped a beat.
(the noise in the background is someone outside my window scooping up chunky snow)

måndag 8 februari 2010

RAMBLE

I don't have much, but the things that I do have that cover more than the average human being's basic needs... what right do I have to them? I worked hard? I yearned them?
What about the people with nothing? The people that don't have enough to cover their basic needs (the basic needs of the average human being). Did they not work hard enough? Have they not yearned it? Did they deserve it?
Should it not be my duty to help balance the way it is?...
We are drowning in possessions and excess and it is making me more and more sick of society.

FEELING TRANSPARENT AND PALE



Ruined would describe how I feel most days now. I think I have gotten more pale lately, if that's possible. I have so much to tell, but no power to talk. Two weeks ago I felt so happy and I can't even smile now, I walk in a haze, I just want to drink wine and watch films.
I keep dreaming about the hospital, about how that's the one time when I actually felt like I fit in. Sad. Is it sad that I write it here? You know what, it doesn't matter, really it doesn't, the few I love will love me back despite all of that. I love you, and love not feeling like I have to impress or prove anything, because I know.
The lights just died in my bathroom.

POLITICAL SCIENCE

 

Everything can be turned into a political question/issue, but if politics equals everything then politics must be nothing?
Not said by me.

CUNT FACE


Self portrait

TOAST



My key ring is a crying toast. Thank you Max.