happiness

the 29th my lovely sister Ida, who's 11 months older than me
she turned 22.
and today, we became, once again aunts.
our beautiful sister Emma had a baby boy.
happy, happy happiness!

puls

vi vinglande hem på morgonkvisten
det duggade
jag dansade
och han sa till mig att jag är det vackraste han vet

a drunken night, forever ago, with a lost but missed friend

..eller att ha alla nastygals kläder.

the sartorialist

att vakna tidigt, pga gasbilen kommer för att
kunna ge oss värme i huset och att dricka kaffe
och att bläddra bland inspiration.
man känner klorna innifrån, försöker ta över
min vilja, min ekonomi
det är svårt att kämpa emot.

idag vill jag ha en tunn, ljusgrå stickad tröja
som kanske avslöjar lite för mycket av en viss svart spets bh.
över det, en brun kappa.
smycken. silver eller guld?
på fötterna ett par kängor som jag blev kär i på stradivarius,
som också säkert är jätte billiga nu, pga rean.
mitt hår skulle vart huller om buller, lite blondare.

jag skulle känt mig så mycket finare.
Last night I couldn't sleep,
so instead of counting sheeps
I looked through some of my albums, my memories
And all those feelings I felt back then came back to me.
Like that night, when our lips introduced theirselfs for the very first time.
or when my girls were here and made everything so much better.
Or when I woke up with you, and kept you company to the airport
and I really tried to hold those tears.
I remember the ache. My life was on pause.

All those crazy butterflies. The laughs, the lacks.
the love

Flashbacks vol. 18

about two years ago
I was listening to Noah & the Whales new album back then;
the first days of spring.
I was still living in Sweden, in drunktown
there was snow outside and I didn't leave my apartment for 24 hours.
I was under my blanket for a whole day, listening to this album
and crying my eyes out.

cheap monday, grey snow - över min döda kropp

louis armstrong, billie holiday, simon & garfunkel, otis redding. neil young and tom waits

there are no better way

the start of it all

30 minutes til' 12
til the 10th of january 2012.
the year started great. champagne and kisses up in the mountains
more celebrations in benidorm, the city that never sleeps.
then, my 21st birthday.
more champagne, more kisses.

the almond trees are allready starting to bloom.
i love almond trees,

they can even look beautiful when they're dead.

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