La goudou Suèdoise

Underground death

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I was going through old journals and I found this text, from 17th of May, 2002, London. Thought it was funny. Stuck in a sweaty tube. Imagine if we were to be stuck here forever. For all eternity we would sit and stare at each other. Days and nights would...

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Dream a little dream

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Feeling focused. Pushing the stress away by dealing with everything. Making lists, doing one thing at a time. I've had my share of councelling today and it did me good. I tell myself that missing you is doing me good too, and I do miss you tonight. Wondering...

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Snow me in

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Everything is so calm out there now. The snow is falling down like a thick wet blanket, covering everything in silence. No people in the street, hardly any cars on the roads... The street lights are giving everything a warm orange glow.I ran back home...

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Tragedy

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Michael Ljungberg, one of Sweden's most successful wrestlers and a popular character in Swedish media, commited suicide last night. He was taken in for depression, something he'd been suffering from for quite some time. His father visited him earlier...

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Ja se det snöar...

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The first snow has arrived!Wish you were here to watch it with me from my window.I'd hold you in my arms and tell you everything I've told you so many times before.

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Amor vincit omnia

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Suddenly I can't recall how it started. I can't remember the reasons I had, it all feels overdramatic and even though i still recall the pain, it all seems to fade now, along with the hangover.None of all that matters now. My trust might be a bit damaged,...

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Day after the night before

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WILL THIS WEEK NEVER END? Why is it so hard? I'm overemotional, with a body exhausted from alcohol, crying and lack of sleep. People kept pouring drinks into me last night to take my mind of things. It worked for a while, it actually did. Talked and laughed...

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Leonard Cohen knows.

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...Another Leonard Cohen night. Incense, darkness and talk with Lisa. Feeling trapped in myself and my words. Crying again, but nobody knows. Not even you. I couldn't explain anyway.Lisa says I'm the intellectual, travelling, extremely interesting person...

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These days

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At times it feeds me with joyat times it eats me aliveit rings more true than any holy wordevery word rings falsenone of my tools can explainnothing in me can give it justicethe way i burnthe way i singthe way i achethe way i implodethe way i rejoiceEvery...

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Nocturnal sessions

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I'm so tired of sitting glued to this computer I feel like crying. My fucking elbows hurt from sitting in front of the computer 24/7, how bloody normal is that? I just wish my paper would be finished. Of course it's not gonna finish itself as long as...

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