Crazy Beautiful


Beauty and the Beast


What are words
If you really don't mean them
When you say them
What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they're torn
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud
Those words, they never go away
They live on, even when we're gone

The silent room

8 September, 2011.

Sick.

I'm sick, right now.
Have been for two days, and it sucks.

Update that is not so funny. Yep - I know.

To do what I want

I'm sitting here in my room on Vässarö.
I'm free today, and I have already watched a movie, showered, ate breakfast and searched for courselitterature (and some other things too...).

I like this.
The day off when you hear the tractors and someone else is driving, when you see and hear schoolclasses that are laughing because they are finally here on the island. To see everything with free-eyes. When I don't have responsibility so that things will work. That day when I just can take it easy, wear my own clothes and just take it easy. That day means alot.

And as you can hear, I'm alive.

Hardworking, or working hard

30 August, 2011.

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