As I remember it

I usually don't write about my days.. but, this was something out of the ordinary. My chest hurts. I am floating on a cloud. Lalalalalla.    




So, I guess I didn't end up writing about my day after all. You get the picture though. 

You know it's spring when

The skateboarders are out at Värnhem on Saturday mornings

And we'll run for our lives

I won't be ignoring you forever. Just until it's safe for me to open up again.

Through the madness and empty thoughts

It's a shame I can't say everything I want to say. But you know who you are.


And you never called

You stare as if you were repulsed
Ignore as if you were superior
Enter as if the seasons had never changed

She must feel as awkward



Stand up to a giant
Say that I'm a fighter
Too drunk to remember

Though a million faces pass my way, they're all the same


You were drunk, and I was drunk under the April sun

The unknown is often assumed as something negative. And I was one of those people who believed in this definition. I was afraid of who I was becoming. I thought something was wrong with me, the social butterfly who all of the sudden became calm, reserved and quiet. That was a side of myself I hadn't seen before, and I was terrified by it. I didn't want to be one of those invisible people in the background. The anti- socials. But, the clarity I have now has changed everything. This isn't one of my "you're- a- strong- woman- be- yourself- you- can- conquer- the- world"- texts. No. It's just that.. things are finally falling in place for me. Sure, it could just be that spring is on its way and the sun is out more often nowadays. But, I don't think so. It's so much more than that. It might be absolutely horrifying, discovering a new side. It wasn't like I was prepared for this whole mental acumen. However, I don't feel the need to stop it either. It feels natural. This side of me was probably always there. It just wasn't dominant at the time because.. maybe I didn't need it. Do I need it now?   


Walking like you're stuck in velvet snow

     

The horizon has been defeated

Everything is easy. It just flows quite naturally. I sleep through the night, and wake up at any time my body wishes. I don't get upset, angry or sad. Things are just pleasant. Neutral.. in a way. On the edge of being boring, but not quite. Things will never be boring. 

All is well in my world.  

And so it is just like you said it would be

I'm in a bubble at the moment. No one can really reach me, and that feels quite nice as a matter of fact. Others can observe, but never come close. To be honest, I'm not sure if they are likely to either. In my mind is where i'm most comfortable, if that makes sense. Alone, in my own thoughts. But I absolutely love the observers. They make me happy. They give my bubble a purpose. They give me purpose. I guess you could call me a social loner. I like that.  


Dum- da- dum

I will never give you the satisfaction

It gives me thrills to wind you up

Sometimes, you're stupid enough to think of two people as the same person. You know, when in comes to their appearances. The hilarious part though is when the three of you are in the same room. Almost a bit surreal in fact. Happens to me all the time.

Stray dog, you’re only a stray

I wish that you were more intelligent so you could see that what you are doing is so shitty

Caught in suspension

nn- nn- no- n- no- n- no- n- no- n- nono


I get by with a little help from my friends

Excuse me, please
One more drink
Could you make it strong?
Because I don't need to think
He broke my heart
My grace is gone
Another drink and I'll move on

Reality is crashing to the floor



Lalalalla

And I'll be your lover too

Sometimes, no actually alot of the time, I wish I could describe music through words. Or, more like the feelings through words. I am aware that this is in fact possible to do but, I can't. 

Your heart lacks beating

I think, things are looking up for me. Because I knew they would. I just thought I was in another situation than I actually was. This one is better. Easier.

I am grown, I am
Think of the day where I'm sure to come
When I'm seen, I'm smiling
When I know where I'm going to run
When I know where I will go
I will be gone somewhere else
You could see, you could see it through my mind

'

How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself,
As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on,
That you, at such times seeing me, never shall,
With arms encumber'd thus, or this headshake,
Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, 
As "Well, well, we know," or "We could, an if we would,"
Or "If we list to speak," or "There be, an if they might,"
Or such ambiguous giving out, to note
That you know aught of me-this not to do,
So grace and mercy at your most need help you, Swear.


When Hollywood was calling out your name


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