Du
Nej, för jag vill inte tänka på dig och jag vill inte vara omringad av ett hav av känslor. Ett hav som är gjort av mina känslor för dig. Att det skulle bli så här, tänka sig, att vi skulle träffas igen och försonas vid det tillfälle då explosiviteten är som mest påtaglig. Kan liksom känna av hur dina tankar om mig sätter vibrationer genom hela min kropp, för mig närmare mot dig, så nära att jag står precis framför dig och endast våra tår gör det omöjligt för oss att förenas. Så har det väl alltid varit under de år då vi haft våra sporadiska möten. Vi båda vet att vi inte kan gå längre även om vi skulle vilja fara till stjärnorna tillsammans. Men motståndskraften går inte att smula sönder, och det är vi som har konstruerat den, byggt upp den tillsammans. Vi båda vet hur den funkar och vill därför inte riskera att tillföra den instabilitet som ibland kan ta form då man utför ogenomtänkta gärningar. Och det är just denna kraft som för oss samman, utan motståndet hade vi aldrig stått kvar på samma ställe som vi gör nu, med våra tåspetsar snuddandes vid varandra.
yeha
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"Him standing in front of the red horizon reminiscent of God himself. My vigilance got denser and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was the definition of perfection. Flawless. I wanted to breath through his lungs, feel his puls beating against my chest. I wanted to unite with him. Make us to a new unity beyond kilometers and miles."
känner att det flippar ur
"Deceive me once and I will never take you back. I will shut you out of my life, simply close the door and never let you in. You don't want that to happen, right?"
"Bitch, please."
"Do not ever use those 9gag quotes on me again. Do it one more time and I will turn and go."
"You don't say."
"Bitch, please."
"Do not ever use those 9gag quotes on me again. Do it one more time and I will turn and go."
"You don't say."
skriver lite
"I knew this ease was momentarily. All of a sudden she would jilt me. Turn the back on me. Pretend I was not a part of her, which I was, in fact, I was the most valuable thing she owned. All her radiated hate passed through my body and it made my nerves vibrate. The inside of me was vibrating so dramatically that the already formed needles inside me punched parts of my soul, the part where all the memories from our once most exquisite moments had gathered up. But this was soon to be completely broken. Denatured. Impossible to fix.
My feelings were a pure flurry. Hopelessly undistinguishable. I couldn't tell if it was envy or sorrow, lonesomeness or the approaching feeling of capitulation, that was forming the constant agony I had to carry with me. Maybe it was better to surrender. Leave everything behind and just go off. The only problem was that she was my everything."
My feelings were a pure flurry. Hopelessly undistinguishable. I couldn't tell if it was envy or sorrow, lonesomeness or the approaching feeling of capitulation, that was forming the constant agony I had to carry with me. Maybe it was better to surrender. Leave everything behind and just go off. The only problem was that she was my everything."
Har börjat på en novell
"She shrugged and looked down on her shoes, miffed. The thought of having her mother standing in front of her spiting out words that mothers like her should never use made her feel worthless, dirty, obnoxious - Not someone that should keep on living its life. What scared Mini the most was that her mother expressed everything with such an eloquence seeming all this have been thought through for a long time. Her ugly language brought such a succinctness that was sucked up by my soul. My now cracked soul. The ability to talk had run away from me, was hiding deep inside me, under all the accumulated sorrow provided by her mother."
yep
Okey guys, here's the thing.. I've changed blog once again. Follow me on tumblr: www.123eternity.tumblr.com
get over here ey?
I want you, you and you!
Yesterday I met up Tina for a quick coffee. My plan was to meet up with Mathilda but considering to all homeworks it got a bit compact. Anyways, we studied together. Then I fell a sleep without taking off my make up. I woke up looking like a goth. Then we had some breakfast and then I fell a sleep again. Productive. I have to wipe my eyes and say hi to my books once again.
I love IB
my blood is boiling under my skin
DIGITALISM DIGITALISM BRITNEY SPEEAAAARRRRS???????? YEEEEEEES
soleil
This is my friend. Her name is Malin and she is one of the most wonderful individuals I know. Yesterday when we laid on the top of the hill underneath the starts (ok, there weren't any stars I just want it to seem more romantic.. Gayness' on top) and talked about everything on earth and things in between I realized how valuable friendship is. Nothing can really replace it. Nothing can replace it.
when it was the end of summer i actually started to look forward to the autumn but today when it started to rain and my computer got wet i totally changed my opinion. fuck autumn.
Ok. I'll summarize a post about my last days. I've been to school, I had a few people in my mother's extra apartment (Like an investment or something) because it's been empty for half a year now. Anyways... I wanted to take advantage of this so me and Malin decided to invite people. It was perfectly good before... dam dam dam... My parents entered and got a bit chocked. But it doesn't really matter. They seemed quite calm with it after a couple of hours. Or maybe they just forgot about it? A little senile maybe? I mean... My mother has turned 53! I classify her as an oldie (nie muw mamie rze ja to mowilam) I just told my polish relatives that don't say it to her. Weeelllll....... I've been to the library with some people from my class and we didn't study as much as was expected. Today I had a coke with Tina at Burger King (omg....) Then I had to meet up Andrea in town and we had some greek lunch outside which showed up was a bad idea since my sandwich got taken by the wind. Bye 80 kronor.... What else? Hm.... On friday there's like a party called "MBEF-kickoff something something". Fun. Now I'm almost dying dint have the power to either spell or set out dots correctly see jo tomowroe majbi se you (I overdid it) bye. Bye.
almost midnight
I should be sleeping, but I can't. There's too much to think of. Today I woke up at nine, had some breakfast outside in the sun (feels like it's summer again) or at least late spring. Or maybe just early autumn. I was at the library at eleven, did some history, french, physics and swedish. Productive hell yeah. Then I met up Malin for coffee. We talked and planned for friday. I really need to have a deep talk with my mom tomorrow, some serious thangs bro'. I hope I see the one I want to see tomorrow at school. I really do. I will. I do it almost every day so what's the risk I won't do it tomorrow? Bye for now
gasp
I went to the church with all my relatives, sang songs and prayed while people cried. I didn't cry, strangely enough... Maybe because I was mentally prepared, I don't know... I'm going down to watch some football with my dad now. Nighty!
headache
I just finished my raspberry-smoothie. AND I had some dark chocolate beside. Bad conscience? Yeah, a little. It sucks that I can't go to the gym since I'm sick.. Yeah yeah... Uhm, today we had this intro and it was comme ci comme ca. Tomorrow I'm going the funeral and now I'm going to sleep, night
good evening dear friends
Today I left home at half past seven and arrived half past six. It started with French and ended up with P.E. We had some frisbee-games. Couldn't find a point doing it. Then it rained as well. That made it even more meaningless. Afterwards me and Caroline went to the library for some discussions about cultural studies. It seemed like a bit of a drag from the beginning but it actually got more and more interesting. Caroline had to go home, so I sat there all alone doing some Swedish and Maths while drinking coffee. It was actually quite peaceful. Right now I'm planning what to wear for tomorrow for the introduction. "Hippie" is the theme. Well, at least I know I'm going to have pink lipstick. Totally faaaaaab.
eléonore ♥
I should be sleeping right now since I'm going up half past six tomorrow. Sadly enough that isn't even early in comparison with the other students in my class. There's for example one who is taking the train from Svalöv. I really admire her. Today we had motivational/inspirational talk in the aula for three hours. Felt really dizzy afterwards, but that was not enough, we had one hour talk about google apps. I didn't really catch that, but it's like a system that will provide ease according to our studies etc etc. I actually enjoyed the 3-hours long talk. It was about basic steps to accomplish by putting effort to your studying. Isn't that basic as it seems though. What else... I went to the gym yesterday and spent almost two hours with physical struggling. Went to the gym today after school as well. Another two hours. I'm almost there again. At least I'm back on track. When I came home I had supper and then my phone rang and guess who it was?!?!??! It was ELÈONORE! She was my best friend in Oxford and we talked about almost everything. I'm thinking of going to visit her in Paris during the autumn-break. I just have to convince my parents to not taking me with them to Dubai. But at the same time I really miss Dubai. I love that city. I want to live there. Yeah... My schedule has changed and I don't like it. Well, there's one good thing... We'll have two sleep-ins instead of one. Doesn't affect it that much anyways... Now I have to finish my cup of tea and then brush my teeth. Bye for now.
pablo diablo
I just woke up. Thinking of going to the gym. It was long time ago since I've been really wet because of sweat. Uhm... Maybe it's time for breakfast. Think so. By the way, I've got much inspiration but I've got zero motivation to take pictures of outfits, new clothes and stuff. Just so you know. It doesn't affect you much but I just want to tell you.
I hate being left alone surrounded by thoughts that never really existed before
Why the hell am I lying in my bed, listening to Your Hand In Mine with Colour Explosi
ons, while the rain is pattering against the window? It makes the thoughts of capitulateng show up. It makes me consider if my choices were the right choices. See, I'm fed up with this even though I've just been thinking of it for roughly two hours. Maybe I get so exhausted because of its amount? What if I've been collecting regrets made by unconsidered conclusions? Therefore they show up at the same time and cause chaos in my head. Your Hand In Mine has finished.
sheelaaa sheelaa sheela my name is sheeeelaaaaaa
I miss these persons the most... I spent most of my time with them when I was in Oxford on a language travel. We used to sing a song called "My name is Sheela" I think it's Indian or Pakistani
well hello
Yeah... It was long time ago I updated my blog. Just be aware of that I'll start posting in English again. Reason: My cousins in Australia, Italy and Poland asked my parents to ask me if I could keep them updated about my life, so that's why. I don't really know why the polish relatives want me to write in English since they're got the worst English ever, (przeprazcem bardzo ale to jest prawda!). Okey... I've started at a school called Malmö Borgarskola, so far it seems good. My class is quite cool even though there are a few weirdos. For example Andy who suggested that we could be disguised as headless people at the introduction. In fact I'm not better so I can't accuse him for being bizarre since I came up with the suggestion "unicorns". Fun. What else... Today I had a coffee in town with Alma in my class, then she had to take the bus home so I was left alone in town walking around with my backpack, I felt a bit like a nerd. Later on my father picked me up. They stormed me with question about school and studying and so on. I didn't answered properly since I listened to music from my headphones, hehe hoho heeho. When I arrived home I had dinner with my family and my brother talked about her girlfriend. It feels really weird! Imagine, he finally grew up! Now he is a mature man!!!!(!!!!!!!!) After dinner I decided to study physics, drink tea and listen to Jose Gonzales. Peaceful. Tomorrow I'm going to fix a few things according to the new gym I'm going to. And then I'll meet lovely Malin! In the evening it's time for Malmöfestivalen - Maskinen and Den Svenska Björnstammen with the best people I know.
By the way
My mom has coloured her hair red
Bye
