New shirt and a new year

Another year has passed

big deal

I'll miss 2009 and all the things that didn't happen.

Looking forward to a new year though..

but not this semester in school

fucking school

I'll graduate in june

exams in may

I'll die this year

but I'll probably live a little as well

yup, this year will be eventful

not like 2008..

I have a new shirt and I love it.

bye happy new year

train of thought

and you can't see my heart beating no you can't see it through my chest said i'm terrifed but i'm not leaving know that i must pass this test soldier pull the trigger it's my heart you're stealing it's my heart you take it's my heart you're dealing with but you don't know about it hi it's a bit confusing and i once again don't know what i want it's been a long time long time now since i've seen you smile you evil emo bastard please get outta my head so i may focus on something else i need to focus on school i need to focus on him i need to focus n rbuf and i don't need to focus on you there really is no purpose to this to you to me cuz it doesn't matter what you say i just can't stay here every way it's a smile to forget let's make-believe we never needed anymore than this let's fuck it all and please just listen to this interlude i love this song i love the cure oh elise it doesn't matter what you do i know i'll never really get inside of you the way the blue could pull me in if only they would, if they only would from me and you we are worlds apart with aching looks and breaking heart but i just wanna take as much as you can throw and throw it away lately i've been fooled lately i've been mislead oh love is trouble he is right in front of me oh love is trouble because i can't reach you i want you but i wish you weren't so cool and that your words were unsaid because you say lovely things to me but i don't wanna hear them tu tu tu tu tu tu everything i learn i seem to learn through pain cuz love is trouble and friendships suck i should know who i am by now i walk and the record stands somehow i have lost so much this year and i am losing you now as well and i am thinking of winter your name is the splinter inside me while i wake and i wanna see you there i wanna kiss you lips cuz i remember the sound of your hands on my arm and no you didn't slap me aren't we terrified love love is a verb love is a doing word i'm wearing all black but i am not sad but i am confused cuz i want you it's a possibility there's a possibility haha this artist is swedish and argh i hate you mmmmm know that when you leave oh god please come to my front door again there's a possibility that all i'm gonna get is gone with your step you're the only one who knows tell me when you hear my silence there's a possibility i wouldn't know i think things would be easier if i had you and if your lips were just as well my own and i think it would be easier to cope with shit if i had you as an energy-source if i got to touch your arms whenever fear and panic in the air i want to be free from lalla and despair and i am not as fucked up as this text probably seem i refuse to let you go i can't get it right get it right since i met you lonely years be over disarm you with a smile and i love billy ooh the years burn

I spend most of my time wishing I was someone else, but now I wish you were someone else.

In the paper

I read today about a danish man, who got robbed when he was in the US, in the beginning of the 70's. He started to hitchike with people through the US, he lived with cotton-farmers, he was told how much the slaves were missed. He drove an old woman to Arizona because she wanted to die there, instead she held her gun in her hands in the car, of fear of him. His dad sent him a simple camera and he took tens of thousands of pictures. He shared beds with random strangers, he let a girl braid his beard and he gave out a book. This book was liked by communists and the kkk because it showed the true US. I was fascinated. I wish I was some danish man-hippie. And that I only cared about the truth and not what actually happens to me. I wish I was allowed to see those kinds of things. I wish I was strong enough for them.

Malin

Because she's home.

Because she's a ray of sunshine.

Because she's the strongest person I know.

Because she is beautiful,

Inside and out.

Because I've missed her.

She's family.

Great things are in store for her.

She'll go places and accomplish things.

I'm grateful for her.

And this came out very cheesy but I don't care.

I love her.

Only You - Joshua Radin <3

Hi, I like my new hair.

many things are going on at the moment in my lfe, mostly they're good :)

amongst spooning, holding hands, dreaming, going christmas-shopping and getting a new haircut, there is a sense of being relaxed. it feels gut

It's christmas time, there's no need to be afraid

at christmas-time, we let in light and banish shade

and that is so true.

next week I'll start studying, yuck.

New-year's coming up.

I love new-year's!

Don't know what I'm doing yet, cuz it's hard to make up my mind about it.

But perhaps I know :)

if I dare.

this didn't make sense, I'm glad.

you cut your hair? I'm soo gonna unsubscribe

There's nothing you can't do :)

I cut my hair again. yäh.

all I wanna say is:
You look so grown-up.
awesome.

Nu lyssnar jag på

Karen O and the Kids, för att jag vill bli på bra humör.
Malin ska fira jul med min familj och det ska bli helt jävla awesome.
Igår svarade jag på några frågot om att bo i japan, anna gjorde ett reportage om mig till plugget. Och jadet took me back om man säger så.
Har varit hemma i sverige i tre år nu.
Läste gamla blogg-inlägg från lunar, som jag skrev under den första tiden och sen jämförde jag med senare inlägg från den andra terminen, då jag fick en pojkvän och en bästa kompis.
SOM NATT OCH DAG.
Nu känns det så långt borta liksom.
Japan.
Typ jag bodde där.
Hiroshima liksom.
Jag vill dit igen.

Possibility - Lykke Li

I'm tired but happy.