måndag 28 mars 2011

i love love. i love being in love. i dont care what it does to me. the end

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Time to move on, the glass was not half full but half empty. E. and I spent 3 solid hours on Skype today, and the conclusion is that I may look strong but I m fragile, I may look young but I m old and there are not many people in my acquitance that can understand me...besides E possibly..problably...possibly. She got her own problems obviously, who fucking doesnt. Her honesty made me see who I am and what I deserve. Epiphany: I am too good to be sweating over this.

For the past 4 month I have been living like a dried up sponge, a living zombie, a walking dead. The sudden happiness I would have was a result of hoping and longing for something that we still dont have any answers for and we would never have. Well the only difference now is that I made up my mind and this needs to stop. Ofcourse it will be minutes or hours when I fall back into the abyss of melanchloly (blame it on my corny split personality), but thats how far this will go. And it ends here. From now on I live for myself, well atleast until I fall into another looser-trap. ^^ Fighting!!!

Goosh, I think this was the most heartening post I ever wrote. Gonight bitches, keep blowing.

lördag 26 mars 2011

I am going nuts and than silence

I was at Johans house watching Arrested Development and suddenly I realized that my last relationship is just like Schrödinger's cat. Although the supposely love of my life refused to open the box. For you peeps out there that never had proper quantum physics in high school (I was a slurpie addicted nerd in my teens) go n google it asap. More I think of it more I realize the cat was already fucking dead, its so fricking dead you can smell it miles away or should I say since months back. I never got an A in physics btw.

onsdag 23 mars 2011

over. def over

onsdag 9 mars 2011

söndag 6 mars 2011

loving is dying

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Real love is caring about someone in solitude. There is something really sad about this picture, i guess this is how the world would look like on the day of armageddon. Fuck that. Now to something more depressing. THis wknd. Well, it wasnt all that fun but hey its Sweden so we gotta make the best out of it, no?

Last night Tuss bf had a house party, rmba those? Now that we got older we seem to have evolved, less puking n more akwardness. Someone told me that im one of those girls that u would make out with and than die. Yes, thats " you are so beautiful that if I would kiss you I would be so satisfied it doesnt matter if my life would end now". It doesnt make it better that it was a bald, fat and very very drunk dude that dropped that line 4am in a flat ful with intoxinated architects and publisher. No, you dont wanna die, I wanna DIE. Swedish boys are so lame. The ugly ones are even more ridiculous.

onsdag 2 mars 2011

coupling not the same thing as couplering

i hate couples