If you could hold, hold, hold your heart in your hand
Would no one demand
To know how you’re feeling
‘Cause you’re showing it already
Take a breath it’s getting heavy in here.
With your heart on your sleeve there’s no secrets you can keep.” —Some racing, some stopping by Headlights
I had so much fun in Stockholm.
And now it’s back to reality. I hate myself.
Today I’m going back to lovely Stockholm for a short visit. It’ll be nice to hang out with my friends again. I’m leaving my computer at home, so won’t be posting for a couple of days. Would be fun if you sent me some messages while I’m gone. Cya!
So I lose some sales
and my boss won’t be happy
but there’s only one thing on my mind
Searching boxes underneath the counter
on a chance that on a tape I’d find
A song for
someone who needs somewhere
to long for
cause I no longer know
what home is
I just had a crazy dream. I can’t really remember all the details, but a friend of mine had e-mailed me that I couldn’t talk to anyone, or write or call anyone, and I couldn’t listen to music. He would get us new numbers and then text me what bands I could listen to, cause someone could be watching me. And I was like ‘omg, what happened? someone is after him! or me! or us!!’. Then I dreamt that I was laying in my bed and I had a really small computer, and I was going to check on a news page on internet if something had happened. And I hid the computer when I started it so no one would see the light. And then I think I woke up.
I don’t know, this doesn’t sound that bad but I really panicked. I hate dreams.
Jens Bjørneboe - Förrän hanen gal (1952, 1954 in swedish)
I really like the book, but it’s taking me forever to read it even though it’s a pretty short novel. Since I’ve become crazy about doing jigsaw puzzles, I haven’t spent that much time reading. It’s really good though.
I’m so tired. I can’t understand why. But I guess it’s good in a way. I have to get up early tomorrow to work, and this way I might get to bed earlier than usual.
Today I’ve been listening to This modern love all day. Don’t know why.
Dammit, my english is getting worse by the day haha. I miss my english teacher.