Sunday, October 12, 2014

jävlar helvete jag vill bort och stanna

jag kan inte sova
insomnia
sådant är mitt liv

dagar som går
utan sömn

varm mjölk i glas

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

YES THAT IS HOW I REALLY FEEL

I want to put my hand on you, and I want to wrap my legs around you and I want to feel your sweaty body against mine.
I want to look into your eyes and I want to breath with you and I want to feel your hands on me, I do want you. I fucking want you here and now. I want you everytime I see you, and my heart skips halfabeat when my eyes lock into your eyes. I want to always be touching you, so I don't touch you at all. If I start, I can't stop.
I will have to be restrained. Please touch me, please hold me, please just wrap your arms around me. 

I AM BURNING UP INSIDE! 

I want to kiss you, so bad, I want to sit next to you and I just freaking wanna sleep with you. Maybe not forever, maybe just for now. But now is better than never! 

Jag kan inte sluta tänka på dig

I really can't stop thinking of you.
I just can't!
I try, I shrug you off...
And there you are, just popping up, being so freaking attractive.

FUCK THAT

Monday, October 6, 2014

All those feelings

Things might be true, and not at the same time, it's nt that much of a struggle. I say yes and I say no at the same time, I always get myself real confused.

I walk the streets of the world up and down, I learn something new each day, I am curious, but so many times I just don't dare to ask. I just stare... 

Friday, October 3, 2014

Dear Stupid boy

Damn you, I cnnot get you out of my head, i close my eyes and i think of you. I kindly ask you to get out of my head. Please... or dont... just freakng kiss me! Be that guy, step up and do it. What do you have to loose??

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Damn you confuse me

I didnt know what to do
I snuggled up
I wanted to kiss you
but didnt dare

Friday, September 19, 2014

Is it really how I feel

Sometimes I wonder, is my feelings real, or are they just real right now. I think I feel too much, I feel all the things that fall int piecs and then I have to ask everyone to pick them up for me. It's to hard sometimes to be me. With that aid I'm quite sure it's hard for you to to be you sometimes.