onsdag den 30. november 2011

Jeg lever af døgnfluer,
Og tanken om at jeg aldrig er god nok.

Ingen ville elske mig, når de ved de kunne få bedre
Nobody would love me to begin with..

Døgnfluer, døgnfluer. My 15 minutes of Fame, in a way
Men det er dét jeg kan,
Det er hvad jeg kan finde ud af
Det eneste jeg kan bruges til

Noone Can love ugly
Noone Can love fat
Noone Can love shy
Noone Can love tall
Noone Can love unpopular

tirsdag den 29. november 2011

Det her lugter langt væk af depression
I just wanna stay in my bed forever. Never seing the daylight again.
Never talking to anybody again.

I'm just a sad, sad, depressed, bitter and ugly person. fml
How could I ever expect someone to listen to all the crappy thought I have!?

Omg, seriously, don't. You are only gonna scare people away. Keep it to yourself, dumbass.
If we were a love story
I know how I wanted it to be
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Is sex love ? Making love. More like; Making false aspirations.
Does sex lead to love? Doubt it. It's funny how questions you'd never actually cared for, suddenly hits you again. "... Can I get pregnant by swallowing sperm?"
Lol. I feel so ignorant.

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Poetry, art and all that crap only exist because of people with too much spare time.
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I'm not inspired by anything right now.. It's boring as hell. I couldn't even figure out what to write about today. But I felt like writing. I guess I can't come up with anything when my mood is mediocre..

onsdag den 23. november 2011

Vil du forstå værdien af et år? Spørg en studerende, der netop er dumpet et fag.

Vil du forstå værdien af en måned? Spørg en mor, der har fået et for tidligt født barn.

Vil du forstå værdien af en uge? Spørg redaktøren på et ugeblad.

Vil du forstå værdien af en time? Spørg de elskende, der venter på at mødes.

Vil du forstå værdien af et minut? Spørg en person, der lige har misset toget.

Vil du forstå værdien af et sekund? Spørg en person, der lige har undgået et trafikuheld.

Vil du forstå værdien af et millisekund? Spørg atleten, der vandt sølvmedalje i OL.

Værdsæt det øjeblik, du har lige nu. I går er historie. I morgen er et mysterium. I dag er en gave.

-Ukendt

søndag den 13. november 2011

lørdag den 12. november 2011

I will NEVER accept just being myself.

Never
Never
Never

A fucking wandering kliché.
Not visible in the daylight.
Only in the very darkest places,
I'm able to shine so bright.
Only those who've experienced bad
Knows when it's good.

Love is foolish

torsdag den 10. november 2011

That moment when you are done crying, and feel all empty inside.

tirsdag den 8. november 2011

Jeg er ikke med i det fællesskab vi har i klassen.
Jeg er igen usynlig. Er det ikke skønt?

mandag den 7. november 2011

And then it happened. My sexual debut. Nothing special..
I guess it just gave me something new to worry about.
I don't know.. Right in this very moment, I don't know anything.

My friend.. Enitsrik. Tells me, that I have become boring.
Oh.. She was joking. A little bit.. Lol. But maybe I have?
I think I've become more mature.. In a way?
Or maybe I worry too much about what people may think of me..

I don't live for myself. That's for sure.
And now I don't know what to write..
I'm not that exciting.

I'm not a happy person. I don't think I can find love. And in case I find it, it's not gonna make me happy. Because I can never be happy. I can never be pleased.
Is there such a thing as love?
Deep thoughts and tetris. What a combination.

Peace out!

onsdag den 2. november 2011

Life is the shit, if your ugly
Please, make me pretty or I'll cry

tirsdag den 1. november 2011

I wanna be in love. Deeply. Madly.
I want to have someone on my mind.
I want to be in your thoughts.

I want to be the last thing you think about at night.
I want you to be the reason for my sleepless nights.
I want you to be the reason for my knees to melt.
I want you to be the reason for me to change.
You shall make me want to change.
You shall make me believe in something better.
Something beyond this world.
You will make me question whether or not heaven is on earth.

I wanna be in love. Deeply. Madly.
I want to feel like this fragile little feeling,
Is the only thing that keeps me standing.
I want to feel like I have something to fight for,
Something to lose.
I want to travel into the unknown.
I want to conquer the unknown mountain of love.

Please, come soon.
Please, come soon.
Please..
I want to try this so badly.
Just give a chance,
And I'll promise I'll come through


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