Hereby I present you some words in Swedish. They are my words and I can choose to express them in whichever language I please. Yes, even the languages I can't actually speak.
"Jag älskar dig" sa jag. "Jag älskar dig" sa jag högre. "JAG ÄLSKAR DIG! JAG ÄLSKAR DIG!! JAG ÄLSKAR DIG!!!" skrek jag så högt och så länge, så hårt att mina lungor imploderade och jag fann icke styrka att tala mer. Den lade sig då tillrätta i djupet av dina ljusa ögon, där enbart jag hör hemma. Där lade den sig ned och hånlog mot mig. Din rädsla. Med omedelbar verkan trädde kylan in. Muren som jag trodde hade rivits återuppbyggdes med förnyad kraft. Jag huttrade till. Du vände dig bort. Sedan skedde det ofattbara. Det vackra. Solen steg åter och jag såg i dina ögon ett slag. Där låg rädslan, nedbruten och drunknande. Där låg den och skrek efter hjälp, där låg den och skrek mörka, manipulativa ord om hur den aldrig skulle svika dig. Där låg den och led, ty kärleken fanns numer. Där var den, den värmande och belysta kärleken som jag sökt och åter sökt, där för att stanna. Jag kämpade och jag vann. Du skall icke sluta dig, du skall icke lämna mig mer. Förseglade voro mina ord med en kyss.
söndag 6 februari 2011
Words of my own
For as long as I can remember
I always had my eyes on the prize
Well I was aiming for truth but came across a surprise
See there are such things as lies
And these things, see they tend to ruin lives
They generate hate and motivate goodbye's
Well I was yours and now I am... Lost.
And you should have fought.
I always had my eyes on the prize
Well I was aiming for truth but came across a surprise
See there are such things as lies
And these things, see they tend to ruin lives
They generate hate and motivate goodbye's
Well I was yours and now I am... Lost.
And you should have fought.
onsdag 2 februari 2011
TRUE DAT
Recent uploads on gotwisdom that really do make sense.
823. IF YOU DON’T WANT TO BE WITH SOMEONE, JUST TELL THEM. 99% OF THE TIME THEY AREN’T GOING TO STAB YOU AND WILL JUST UNDERSTAND. THE OTHER 1% OF THE TIME, WELL, THAT IS JUST YOUR OWN FAULT FOR BEING AROUND DERANGED PEOPLE WITH KNIVES TO BEGIN WITH.
822. JEALOUSY KILLS. NOT ACTUAL PEOPLE OR ANYTHING… BUT RELATIONSHIPS.
820. IF YOU KEEP LISTENING TO YOUR HEART, WHAT IS THE POINT IN YOUR BRAIN EVEN BEING THERE?
SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO THINK LOGICALLY.815. IF SOMEONE WANTS TO BE WITH YOU, THEY’LL MAKE IT HAPPEN.
DON’T OBSESS OVER TRYING TO FORCE A RELATIONSHIP, IF IT’S NOT MEANT TO BE IT’S NOT MEANT TO BE; IF IT IS, HOWEVER, YOU WONT EVEN NEED TO FORCE ANYTHING AT ALL.I'm just a rude, arrogant little girl. And you're a nobody.
PICS) Summer in the city, Stockholm, 2010
I am so sick of this neverending winter. The negative effect it has on me could cause a major tornado, or something like it. I need to run away for a while, to be inspired, to feel alive again.
"Alla som älskar mig får lära sig att vänta"
My imagination. We're kissing, laughing, having a pretend pillowfight. Making sandwiches and tea. Watching a crappy movie just to have an excuse to focus on eachother and not the screen. Time to spoon. Strange, I can't feel the cold wind anymore.
Reality. We're miles apart. Bitter, insecure, sometimes also apathic. I hear your voice, you hear mine but I'm not really here. You're not there. You're not listening. YOU DON'T KNOW. But it's my fault. I guess I just demand more... More than possible to give. Now it's all about who'll be fast enough to hang up first. Practise makes perfect. If I'm a slut, you're a moron. That's all for today.
Reality. We're miles apart. Bitter, insecure, sometimes also apathic. I hear your voice, you hear mine but I'm not really here. You're not there. You're not listening. YOU DON'T KNOW. But it's my fault. I guess I just demand more... More than possible to give. Now it's all about who'll be fast enough to hang up first. Practise makes perfect. If I'm a slut, you're a moron. That's all for today.
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