Hej Micki. Hur mår du nu? Kram från Kristina
Asketh - Anonymous
Tack för du att du frågar, lite kul att nån hittat hit :)
Jag tar en dag i taget. Solen vräkte ju ner idag, jag vet inte om jag ska tycka det är bra eller inte, men i små doser känns det ändå ok. Man får öppna ögonen och blinka långsamt.
I was looking for signs. But I didn’t find any. Not a single meaningful word.
I made this for you, do you remember?
No, it was made of sand, the rain flushed it away, the memories are gone.
There is nothing to hold on to and nothing more to come. So I’m going to sleep.
bye
I’m not sure I did the right thing though…
He definitely deserved it.
But did I?
You know who showed up at the door today?
Well, what do you know, his name was D - and he wanted to say ”sorry”
Sorry for being such a fucking stupid idiot, asshole, jerk, pig, fucker etc.
It feels like I’ve been swallowing something very big that’s stuck in my throat and no matter how hard I try to get rid of it, I can’t. Doesn’t matter if if shove my entire arms down there.
It’s like cannon balls of cotton candy, but in a very very bad way.
Alex Pardee. Escaped Conviction.
I couldn’t sleep tonight since, like, every bone in my fucking body ached like some kind of freaking earthquake was going on inside… so I went up and wrote some stuff.
”I didn’t realise that you wrote poetry… I didn’t realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry” – Morrissey
I’ve been sleeping most of the time since I came ”home”. Just can’t seem to keep my eyes open. Think I’m becoming narcoleptic. Some ppl got narcolepsy from the swine flu vaccine… maybe that’s what’s wrong with me??
Yesterday I fell asleep whilst walking from the bus. I woke up from the feeling of falling to the ground. A good thing was: my feet kept walking.
They always do.
I can rely on my feet. When everything else fails, they’ll keep on moving.
Maybe they’ll take me to the other side.
:´(
(Source: illustrationisart, via darksilenceinsuburbia)
I just wanna sleep
You, the trouble is me, you…
