tummenevan taivaan alla hysteerinen tyyni kaipuu

it was a blue-shaded day.




And I am so glad to have her as my mother.

wake me up, only nightmares take me in, through these walls the winter bites, a draft from all sides

worrying is the breathing that you need, so there won't be far to fall, you mustn't climb tall.

i didn't like yesterday, i hate this day.

so I found myself in Paris

So I found myself in Paris.
Got home last night, hadn't slept for 48 hours.
Almost fell asleep, drowned in the bathtub.


Haven't yet had the time to transfer all photos from memorycards to computer so more photos at a later date!

blue to grey, grow up and blow away

Today:
* wake up at 10.00
* get myself to town by 11.20
* lunch with nicolina at café kaka (we split a greek sallad, she paid)
* into monki which was open for the first time today. we split a shirt (400/2 = nico and i are both the owners of the one-size shirt and we take turns in using it.)
* mom-time
* protein-powder (the one you use to make smoothies)
* training
* tv
* sowing (result: a new black mini skirt and a scarf)

And now I am sitting here listening to Metric.
I am ok.
Maybe a little filled by self-loathing.

I try to tell myself at night when the dusty old pictures are all out of sight that I think I will be alright. Just don't come closer morning light.

.hard rain.

Aa oui, here is the summary for popaganda 2008. One of the best festivals of my life indeed.


* oh-so-long-kill-me-300-meters-long-que. not cosy. in with the wine and cigarrettes.
* but three managed to see shout out louds! <3
* after-glow of shout out louds resulted in me and nico becoming animal godfathers. "oh free t-shirts?! where do i sign??"
* freaky stalkers
* spending time outside the festival area med toto och råbban avec wine and passoa and cigarrettes and knitting.
* going home early :)
* store
* yummy juice
* whore cat <3
* annahannamalin-time ^^
* very busy skanstull!
* fantastic skills of finding råbbies house!
* garlic bread and moccha-cake-thing-without-moccha-i-think
* oh-so-nice breakfast. clouds.
* sickla kaj and brother and ben and jerry's
* towards home avec jeniferever

scenery

they are leaving now

to the sound of beating wings