torsdag 17 november 2011
söndag 13 november 2011
måndag 13 december 2010
fredag 5 november 2010
torsdag 4 november 2010
onsdag 3 november 2010
I believe that I am so damaged from all the hurt I have experienced that am unable to forget and move on when things hit me like a rocket in the face.
And how come one never learn? Why do one expose themselves to the same fire as before over and over again. Why do people make the same mistake twice or even more? Are people just stupid or what?
I wish I could learn all of the above.
tisdag 17 augusti 2010
fredag 16 juli 2010
tisdag 29 juni 2010
tisdag 1 juni 2010
fredag 14 maj 2010
lördag 10 april 2010
I am here now, five stairs up in this towerlike building. I can see the world from here but not you. I look sometimes, hoping that I will find you standing here underneath my kitchen window, looking up, but reality has struck me in the face only to remind me that it is nothing but a silly dream.
I no longer dream you see, not like I use to. I have grown bitter after learning life’s hard lesson one time to many.
torsdag 18 mars 2010
tisdag 9 mars 2010
I am moving, not my blog, but my home. Today decided to buy a bigger place for me and my creativity and I am very much excited. It is time and I know my heart will grow fond of this place, it even has a balcony where I can spend my early summer mornings and maybe grow some herbs.
But before I can move in I need to make some changes, new wallwapers, new color to a few walls and much more.
I will try to post some photos as I go.
onsdag 3 mars 2010
I have been experiencing some difficulty with the comments that you leave. I publish them but then they are gone. This is very upsetting and I hope someone can shine a light on this problem of mine. Are there anyone else out there with the same dilemma?
måndag 1 mars 2010
torsdag 25 februari 2010
lördag 30 januari 2010
surround my very soul
patches of blue forget-me-nots lure
me deeper into the woods
where I know you sleep
Helplessly I follow my hearts
I step on stones that are wet
with longing, drenched by the
late night mist
I do not care that the moon taunts me
as I go
for I cannot leave this place
limber like a cat I slip the trails, enjoying every shadow, every rock
Are you still out there?
Come mate with me and let the darkness consume us both.
måndag 25 januari 2010
söndag 3 januari 2010
onsdag 30 december 2009
Months have passed, so many hours so many days
I chose this you see, to forget, to run, to hide
we all need change, I did and still do, so I left
walked the other way
did not care to listen when your pounding heart stopped, that heart you always said beat for me
I walked away.
onsdag 23 december 2009
lördag 5 december 2009
torsdag 19 november 2009
fredag 6 november 2009
torsdag 5 november 2009
söndag 1 november 2009
torsdag 29 oktober 2009
The Creative Blogger award comes with two requirements: I’m supposed to pass it on to 7 people, but first, and I’m supposed to tell you all seven interesting (bizarre?) bits of trivia about myself.
Oh my gosh… here it goes:
1. I love wathcing horror movies even though they frighten me so much I have to sleep with my light on.
2. I can’t live without chocolate and pineapple pie. I simply can’t!
3. I love cooking, especially excotic and spicy food. I make a killer chicken wok!
4. I take my camera everywhere, I never leave my house without it. It’s a piece of me and if I don’t have it near I feel empty and hollow.
5. I often take long walks in the darkness, it calms my soul and I clear my head that way, it helps me sleep.
6. I am a hopeless romantic and 90 % of my day involves alot of daydreaming…
7. I love my work. They way the people light up like christmas trees when you walk in a room, they way you can make them happy but just listnening and being there. Working with people are the best decision I ever made.
Here are my seven nominies:
Carrie, a friend and a wonderful photographer and mother.
James, an amazing poet, his words make me dream.
Anneli, for her amazing sense of clothing and tasteful recipies.
Melissa, for her natural talent and amazing shots and stories.
Claire, for the way her words make my soul tremble. Her photography is like no other, personal and unique and shows of an amazing personality.
Rolling in sugar dust, a girl who shows wonderful talent in food photography. Her shots always make me hungry.
Glen, for his awesome captures. This guy really as the eye for the beautiful!