I can't give it up to someone elses touch, because I care too much.
Tell me what you wanted to hear, let me do the right thing, let me do the wrong thing and if it's ever this clear, I will only say it once.
And so I raise my glass to symmetry, to the second hand and it's accuracy, to the actual size of everything, the desert is the sand.
I'll take you in pieces, we can take it all apart. I've suffered shipwrecks right from the start.
Do you know there are spaces open and wide? Believe me, there are days longer than nights. And you will be happy if only you'd try. So won't you try? Won't you try?
Gotland
Graduation
I took off my shoes and walked into the woods. I felt lost and found with every step I took.

A test-shoot/self-portrait I took while setting up for the shoot of
Make A Sound in magasinet.
So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down, so that these winds of circumstance won't keep blowing me around.
Stockholm 20-21/5
Make A Sound
You've applied the pressure to have me crystalised. And you've got the faith, that I could bring paradise.


some more polaroids
No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me, I put my face in the dirt and then finally I see the sky that has been avoiding me.


I've been scanning a lot of polaroids lately, that's never been digitalized before.
And we'll stay like this, all gold and green, the light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen. And if you close your eyes, we will always be the way we were that night
and we'll graduate that middle class, get a nicer car full of shopping bags, so if you're feeling sad, kind of detached, remember we wanted that, remember we wanted that
We can make predictions, I know you see the future, and I agree, we agree, tonight is not happening
Paris: Day 3 (Part 2)
Paris: Day 3 (Part 1)
Paris: Day 2 (Part 2)
Paris: Day 2 (Part 1)
Paris: Day 1
I put the past into the ground, I saw the future as a cloud, if there's still time to turn around I'm going to.
And we don't know what we're doing, maybe just buying us some hope. because we know that we are lonely, oh yeah, lonely that's for sure
But I guess fear has a way of making sleep unbearable, and the days seem cold and long.
home is where you hang yourself
Day 31-32: London
Day 30: London
Day 29: Casablanca-Barcelona-London
Day 25-27: Casablanca
Day 21-24: Casablanca
Day 18-20: Casablanca
Day 17: Essaouira (Part 2)
Day 17: Essaouira (Part 1)
Day 16: From Marrakech to Essaouira
Day 13-15: Marrakech
Day 12: The Atlas Mountains (Part 2)