mother, please make my decisions like you once did, this time I won’t pester you about it, i’ll surrender

people give me work and money they depend on me now, if they only knew how thin the ice they walk on is





mother, these streets
are too cold for me
i’m standing by your door
a plant under each arm,
let me move back in


i love miss need her so much.

SALMONASPARAGUSPASTA

sometimes i cook. seldom though, but sometimes anyhow. and i am a good cook.

you will need:

your favourite pasta. mine is farfalle. butterflies. so cute, happifying.

salmon.

that asparagus.

cream?

garlic + spices of your choice. i went for salt, black peppar, lemon peppar, thyme, basil.

LOADS of parmigiano reggiano!

let the salmon defrost over the day. put the pasta cooking, then chop asparagus, on a pan fry with garlic and some olive oil, then in with salmon, then cream and spices and mix with the pasta. then add loads of parmigiano-reggiano on it! lazy dish for monday evenings.

all eyes turn hollow from the work of sorrow

youcam, facial mask, fuckloads of freetime. today i want nothing more but to be with her.

road to joy

!!

haven't you heard? i am a flightless bird.

i am a liar, feeding facts to a false fire





three consecutive good thursdays:
week 14: bought soil with edwin and planted plants. the purpurvinda is called simone de beauvoir.
week 15: late evening walk with edwin from östermalm to kungsholmen to norr mälarstrand to dream of living in a boat. on one of the mailboxes the name was Felicia A. Skum.
week 16: lovely julia sarkasm for fika. then free beer at the weekday party. throw up, smoke fags, cry, kiss.

please don't flow so fast

blur. besides that i'm mainly thinking of music for crows.

i didn't know what time it was at all, foam hands foam hands

alike

Since it has been ages ago I was able to update this due to lack of internet I decided to upload some of my favourite moments and things and people from october 2009 to march 2010 (because photos after this are still stuck in my camera). Here you go!


moved to stockholm and favourite moments in the beginning were those balcony moments with christopher

and gettogethers with hibo and puhr as hibo would take pictures with tally and i would know how to not feel uncomfortable

ended up into a strange littlebighalloweenparty with the theme of candy filled with kids who were right at the middle of their teen years.

then one day in october i learnt to pronounce the name of a boy whose significance i didn't realize then but all i knew was that he had the prettiest eyebrows in the whole world, that boy.

sometimes i went to roberts gigs and took bad photos but always loved the fact that i was nearer to tootsie now

sometimes i went to eskilstuna

seldom i did the dishes

this sorta friend visited me a couple of times and i was sad not to have a friend like her in stockholm

but i did find a juliette sarkasm and she is lovely she is

i had a bunch of couchsurfers, maged one of them and i should post an entire entry about him!

finnish friends came over again and we celebrated and i had borrowed clothes from klädbibliotek (!)

my mother visited me and i was mighty sad and missed her and safety and wanted to run away from stockholm

but that boy with the prettiest eyebrows, he kissed me on the first sunday of february and turned out that he stuck around for quite some time



he suits me because he has dorky dancemoves as well

and he lets me draw on him

sometimes i invited other friends over as well

and i turned 21 in the theme of alice in wonderland (entry for this as well ok) and got kilos of tea as a present from everyone. heartheart.

esineet ja aikataulut

my days sound and feel something like this and if you'll move that little arrow above this text you will discover that it is a link to a spotify track

oh heartland, up yours

todays hopes:
to be hannah.
to not have bought that inspirational skirt.
to hear the doorbell ring already.