Why do we talk to the dead?

I'll speak to you in riddles. 

Whether you comprehend or not, it's my secret's I want to share, but only indirectly. 

This way i wont get hurt because everyone will interoperate them differently.

Looking Through Stained Glass

A handful of questions thrown at your face isn't exactly the best way i could suggest as 'getting to know someone.' I mean yes, you do find out some rather interesting things, and traits you never knew were present, but do you really feel you know them afterwards?

Do you feel that you have the power to pinpoint what they're thinking, or feeling by a mere facial expression or tone of voice? Do you feel like you know the exact thing to make them laugh? Do you feel you know what to do to make there day that much better? 

If you do, then great, congratulations, you have great analytical skills, but as for me, i don't think this is the case.

Just the thought of you make me filled with joy, yet at the same time mass quantities of utmost confusion, but please do stay with me, because you mean ever so much.

I thought things would be crystal clear, but i have been proven otherwise.

We don't speak like lovers

There are things I wish I could force upon myself to say, to feel and to do, but I have no will power. I don't have the ability to change my mind once it's made, it feel's as if its locked in place, key thrown in the ocean, miles beneath reach. However..I know where it is, and I see it all the time, it's sadly out of my emotional reach.

I'm willing to clean things up, make them 'pretty' again, shake the dust off the shelves and march right on over there..But where do i go first? And what do i do when i get there? I'm  in the biggest fight with my self, and both sides are struggling to find out the true meaning behind their masks of emotions and body of charades. 

I'm so far from alone, yet so close to loneliness and misunderstanding.

Dearest Friend O'Mine

"She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I stayed too long

I'd probably break down and cry."

I  love you Astrid Samuelsberg, why did you leave?

Were all just trying to find our way

Trembling, shaking and alone.

Lost in a nightmare, one you can't hit pause or rewind, a nightmare that has now become reality. 

What was once home, is now a distant memory in wonderland.

I'm here, along with the other 6 billion people in the world, just trying to live my life the best way i know how. Whether I do things that make people happy, or sad, there are reasons behind them, reasons that I stand accountable for, and those reasons are nothing to regret, unless it depends on whether the things dearest to your heart are ripped right out of your hands.. Only then, do you think twice.

Sadly, there is nothing I can do anymore, I have guided him as far as I can, but I guess its just up to him to find his way home now..Hopefully he knows where he belongs, in our hearts, beside us, through thick and thin, good and bad. It's us against the world, without the other, all ends in a debacle.

Oktober. 8, To-tusen-ti.

Avoid the obvious, we should be facing the truth. Kinda shot cause i never had any doubts, look into your eyes, imagine life with out ya, and the love kickstarts again.

Parched

The look of hurt in a person's eyes is one thing that brings me down, hard and fast. 

It's like the protection system I have set up for myself has been burned down with a single match, and the flames are too hot and dehydrated to be quenched of their thirst. 

Yet my body disposes of water, like a never ending flow to a tap...

When will the river run dry?

Hit with a bag of bricks

"I'm falling in love with your favorite song, I'm gonna sing it all night long, im gonna dance with somebody, dance with somebody, dance dance dance with somebody." - Mando Diao


Ever had a that rushing sensation of a mixture of feelings rushing over you, it's so strong you feel dizzy and light headed. Everything around you blacks out for a mili-second while the shock hits you hard, like vibrations bouncing off a wall.
That feeling,
It's really something,
it really is.

Princess and the Pea?

October. 4, 2010

Credits: Astrid Samuelsberg

Green With Envy

Dos de Octubre de dos mil diez

When you pay $4.00 for a cute dress, you know you got a bargain! 
Ah, and people comment on how stingy i am! Well, think 10 years from now, i'll be in my apartment overlooking a beautiful patch of something, while planning my next road trip to some exotic place, drivin to in my very luxurious and extremely fast car, then lets see if all those expensive items of clothes as a teenager were worth it.
Yes, i have it all thought thoroughly through, thick and thin. 
The world better watch out, Brigitte is on her way.


A little hint; Get on my good side, cause i'll be the fun friend that makes you green with envy since you weren't invited to that extravagant party that's now all over the tabloids.


In conclusion, my life will be a globally known feat, obviously thanks to the paparazzi capturing every memorable moment and publicizing for people who took me for granted in the past to see.


Overall, yes, i did have a great day, thanks to none other than A. <- (Check out her blog)