put your hand on my heart.

 I was running away from ghosts from my past,

trying to get over the man who broken my heart in two.

I had been putting on a brave face

 for my friends and family but I was dying on the inside,

a piece of me had gone missing.

time goes by and you are fading away

Det slog mig igår att jag hade glömt bort att blogga. Jag har alltså glömt bort. Helt otroligt, ofta säger man att man inte hinner man saknar inspiration osv, jag har massor att skriva om, men har glömt. Idag är det alltså slutet på veckan början på helgen. Ledig, men ska skriva minst en inlämningsuppgift klar. Gjorde en igår som jag tycker blev rätt bra, det är svårt att göra en inlämninguppgift av en uppgift som egentligen skulle presenterats. Så jag skrev den som om att jag höll presentationen på papper, haha.

Nåväl, har ridit nu på morgonen. Mamma fotade så här kommer dom bilderna.

Let go, your'e killing me.

My drinking is killing me, My smoking is killing me, My diet's killing me, My heels are killing me, My shopping's killing me, My ego is killing me, Can't sleep, it's killing me, My label's killing me.

My phone is killing me, My email is killing me, These hours are killing me, My tour is killing me, This flight is killing me, My manager's killing me, My mother's killing me, My landlord's killing me.

My boss is killing me, The TV is killing me, Your nagging is killing me, My boyfriend is killing me, My talking's killing me. Can't sleep, it's killing me, My dreams are killing me, The TV is killing me, My talking's killing me.

Let go, you're killing me. Ease up, you're killing me. Calm down, you're killing me. My god, you're killing me.

My head is killing me, My mind is killing me, My back is killing me, My neck is killing me, Your nagging is killing me, My gut is killing me, My PMS is killing me, My email is killing me. This flight is killing me. 


- Som Robyn sa.

sorry for that

I met you and was instantly drawn to you. You were funny and sarcastic and sexy and unattainable. I wanted to be around you, even if it was just to talk to you for a moment. I wanted to just be around you. We had that moment one night, that moment where we both stopped and thought that maybe there could really be something between us. But it was unattainable. It wasn't logical. And yet I thought about you. And wondered what you were doing, and if you felt the same...

go away, come back.

Pretending to be happy when you are in pain is just an example of how strong you are as a person. 

You still making that simple smile when every part of you dies.

walk these streets again.

remember that we had fun together.

Tjuren och jag på träning.

Ja, då var första två dagars träningen för Ann klar. Igår hade jag och Ferdi mycket att komma över, och vi kämpade på. Idag har det gått mycket bättre, och jag ser fram emot nästa månad :)