season's changing, people stay the same? everything changes. anxiety levels above the ordinary, rain pouring down from every corner of the sky. and all we remember are the beautiful sunny days of fall?
i'm off to brunch with my childhood friends stina and johanna. crave some good coffee. and i hate that we have summer and winter time here in Sweden, i just realised i woke up an hour early. annoying, so to speak.
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music of the morning - The Radio Dept. – Pulling Our Weight
i miss my two favorite girls. i miss my ocean. i miss my summer...
rain keeps pouring down and i'm bored to the bones.
i'm satisfied. lonely but satisfied.
sweet memories.
don't get all this nonsense about people enjoying the rain. yeah sure, it's wondurful, blabla, drink tea and sit by the fireplace, sure, i agree. though, when you have to grab your way too cold leather jacket and actually walk for 15 minutes to school while the rain is going all crazy and you arrive soaking wet from head to toe. it's not fun! it's just not! and my cigarettes are all wet, and i know, i really have to get an umbrella.
pause for breathing.
i'm tired and i deeply and truly hate myself for missing the joshua radin gig tonight.
anyway, here's some photos from my walk with tina today.
a beautiful autumn day. listening to bright eyes and wish i would fall in love. with someone uncomplicated, someone different from you. i just don't want to be alone...
tired of their bullshit, tired of my mind playing stupid tricks. for once, just for once, let my life be simple and anxiety free...
i hate when people leave, move to places far far away. i miss my friend away in iceland, i miss how she always was just a phone call away. i miss late nights with steaming tea and silent discussions. now ofc, there's skype, but still, i miss her. i just miss her like crazy. this town will never be the same.
sunday evening and my case of serious hungover is down to minimal. yesterday was fun. though, tired of putting myself in weird positions. hungry kisses and all i could think about was you. wondering what you were doing, who you were kissing- my mind went on forever while my hands were grabbing someone elses neck. i'm tired of loving you, it's so fucking lonely. i'm so fucking lonely. we're one you know, me and loneliness, and somewhere i think we really really must love one another.
walking around town with the sun in my eyes. everything is colored by the change of seasons. bought a fake fur for cold winter evenings, would like to live in that thing to be honest. it's a good day, it's actually a pretty good day. tonight i'll drown in good wine and good company.
obsession of the day - The Black Ghosts – The Black Ghosts
your empty words are killing me. one by one they're ripping my heart out. i know you know how deeply i loved you those early summer mornings. now it feels like your hunting ghosts of the past, doing whatever you can to keep me in your life. i will always love you but i need for you to let me go. you're killing me, by not loving me, you're killing me...
alrightie, i'm trying to write this beautiful man an e-mail. dean fertita, met him backstage after a qotsa gig. have no idea what to write, "hi deeeean, so give me a photopass and invite me backstage after your gig with the dead weather". don't think so. haha, i'm a mess. whatever.
His old stuff - Waxwings – Shadows Of
seriously, people need to CHILL before i've had my morning coffee and a fag. i'm not a very nice person pre noon, more like the devil himself. herself. whatever.
Queens Of The Stone Age – Era Vulgaris
not enjoying this darkness, you know, the kind that creeps up on you without giving you the slightest chance to prepare. i miss the light mornings of early spring. i miss the innocence of my childish mind. oh-oh, it all turned darky darky, yes it did...
light of my life, this justin vernon - Bon Iver – For Emma, Forever Ago
speaking of weather, the dead weather might be the best thing that happend this year. and yes, i'm a bit in love with dean fertita and alison mosshart.
it's raining cats and dogs. weird expression that one. not too fond about this autumn thing...
