Every once in a while, people step up. They rise above themselves. Sometimes they surprise you. And sometimes they fall short. Life is funny sometimes. It can push pretty hard. But if you look close enough, you find hope in the words of children, in the bars of a song and in the eyes of someone you love. And if you're lucky, I mean if you're the luckiest person on this entire planet, the person you love decides to love you back.

smsen.
skype.
hoppet.
förväntan.
pirret.
rösten.
blicken.
leendet.
längtan.
drömmen.
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Sometimes I just can’t shut the hell up
It’s like I need to tell someone anyone who'll listen And that’s where I seem to fuck up, yeah I forget about the consequences, for a minute there I lose my senses And in the heat of the moment my mouth starts going the words start flowing, ohh

I fredags, perfekt start på helgen. Ibland älskar jag verkligen skolan.

I want to shake out all of the clutter that makes you see world through destructive eyes. I want to hold you and kiss you and tell you everything is going to be alright. I want to prove that love exists, even though sometimes the journey hurt like hell. I want to reach beyond the hours and the days and beyond the states and the waves. Because no matter How far you are, you live in the secrets depths of my heart. The part I can't seem to shake or hide or push or break. I want to reach beyond the complexitiens that made everything a fucking mess to begin with. And I want to reach until I get the core purpose of two souls needing each other to survive. And everything else just fades away. I think about you all the time."

Jag är trött på patetiska människor och lögner. Jag är trött på att lita/ha tro på folk som sedan visar en annan sida. Jag är trött på förhoppningar och drömmar som aldrig blir som de ska.

Lita inte på någon, inte på vänner, inte på kärlek, inte på någon.