Monthly Archives: August 2010

“Love is a boost for your heart and local anaesthesia for your sanity.”

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Kill me.

Restless, bored, mentally dehydrated. It’s torture, that’s what it is. I could stand hours of interrogation, mad dogs barking at me while blindfolded or physical exhaustion from running for my life through a dens forest (that sounds like a fun night at my … Continue reading

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“Jävla anama” Swedish word for the mind-set obtained when life is making it really hard for you but you decide not to give up and fulfill what you set out to do, despite how hard it is or how unlikely it seems for it to succeed. … Continue reading

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Fields of lost summer days

This is the field of lost summer days.   Where the grass is really greener and the wind smells of salt sea and dry earth.   Where we wasted days and nights laughing and singing with friends and grasshoppers.   Where … Continue reading

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Music, Maestro!

Snow by Red Hot Chili Peppers A View From the Afternoon by Arctic Monkeys Gloria by Mando Diao Show Me How To Live by Audioslave Warrior’s Dance by The Prodigy

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Me and my yellow coffee cup

I want a yellow coffee cup filled with hot delights and a piece of the sky.   I want to drink from that cup and float away on daydreams and clouds.   On a chair in the back garden in the … Continue reading

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At the graveyard

I’m sitting on a sunkissed bench at the grave yard in good company.   Anonymus Peoples’ Quiet Society.   No one who’s walking by know’s who they were or who I am.   A name on a stone and a wrinkled … Continue reading

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No one ever read signs anymore

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On a street in Copenhagen

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Girl Power overdose

I got beauty, I got class I got style, and I got ass And you don’t even care to care Look here I even put money in the bank account Don’t have to ask no one to help me out … Continue reading

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