29 November 2008
27 November 2008
26 November 2008
Close your eyes. Clear your heart. Cut the cord.
Pay my respects to grace and virtue.
Send my condolences to good.
Give my regards to soul and romance,they always did the best they could.
And so long to devotion, you taught me everything I know.
Wave goodbye and wish me well.
You've got to let me go.
But you have to let me know, is your heart still beating?
Are we human? Or are we dancers?
My sign is vital. My hands are cold.
And I'm on my knees looking for the answer.
You've got to let me know.
Are we human or are we dancers?
25 November 2008
22 November 2008
Since it's been snowing in Sweden for the past 24-hours, every person who has a blog needs to write "If you haven't been outside yet, let me tell you a secret, it's been snowing!" or "If you didn't know there's snow out side, now you know".
I hate them. The people who writes that. I'm sorry, it's nothing personal. Or maybe it is... Anyways, we can't all be perfect, so keep thinking your'e way much more "aware" than everyone else if that makes you feel good.
21 November 2008
15 November 2008
I painted a picture of you. Your soul was red and your mind was blue.
This dream I had made a slave of my passion.
Reality was always too far away and sudden I faced the truth of my dream.
My love had only been a picture.
I suppose I needed it to believe.
Didn't want to see that you had never been close to me.
Reality held it's breath too long.
It's disgusting what dreams can do to you.
14 November 2008
You are the diamond that lasts forever and I just can’t take a single step without you.
To you I’ll always be a faithful lover, 'cause my heart can’t make a single beat without you.
You make me fly, you get me high.
You turn my world to such a better place
I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms
Even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips.
Breathing your love
12 November 2008
11 November 2008
One look could kill my pain.
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.
Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin.
I want to love you but I better not touch.
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop.
I want to kiss you but I want it too much.
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
You're poison running through my veins
10 November 2008
It doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt just because I don't cry.
09 November 2008
08 November 2008
05 November 2008
04 November 2008
Last Friday, 31, I saw Simple Plan. They were pretty damn awsome. I don't know what to say more than that. I wish I could see them every day, every hour, every minute.
But I think that's impossible, so I guess I'll have to confide in youtube. Thank you again for excisting youtube. And thank you SIMPLE PLAN for excisting.