I'm gonna follow the road, and let the scenery sweeping by easily enter my body.
Jag och Liv åker till Skåne och firar valborg och så. Vi ses på tisdag igen!
Hejdå.
Or you could just let go and be lifted to the sky.
Still call me brother, like Cain and Abel
Stand in the sickening sunshine, after staying out all night.
I can't think in this city, but I remember, I know every story that it ever told me.
Well i got the blueprint, to create my own myth. That's what made it tragic, like a summer snow drift.
Because we paint the foil with the flame, smear the soda, taste butane. For every fear that can't be named, to calm you down.


Polaroider. Från förra veckan och från ikväll då jag hängde med
tvillingarna elf. Jag har två (!) fotojobb imorgon. spännande!
Don't let time rob you, hold onto your memories
Lofsdalen
Jag åker till fjällen över helgen. Jag kommer hem på Söndag. Har förhoppningsvis lite bilder med mig, om det blir fint väder dvs. Hejdå. Vi ses på söndag!
You must sweep the Bowdhi tree, I sit beneath, and I sit beneath.
Did it all get real, I guess it's real enough.
And you can live by your conscience, now guilt is a concept, you're no longer subscribing to
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
We need some reception, a higher message, just tell us what to fear.