tirsdag 29. september 2009
space is the place
tonight in my dream
there was space
there was a spaceship
there were 6 of us
there was a journey.
we landed on a planet full of animals
we walked on their roof
and woke them up.
a dog tried to eat me,
but then it licked my hands
and bit them again.
turned out it was a girl that transforms.
she didnt hate me.
suddenly
i was pregnant.
pushing,standing.
and it ended.
there was space
there was a spaceship
there were 6 of us
there was a journey.
we landed on a planet full of animals
we walked on their roof
and woke them up.
a dog tried to eat me,
but then it licked my hands
and bit them again.
turned out it was a girl that transforms.
she didnt hate me.
suddenly
i was pregnant.
pushing,standing.
and it ended.
m.s.
fredag 25. september 2009
AH I WANT TO EAT IT SO BAD
torsdag 24. september 2009
onsdag 23. september 2009
mandag 21. september 2009
søndag 20. september 2009
fredag 18. september 2009
onsdag 16. september 2009
words are falling randomly around me
happiness is a warm gun
to be considered an intellectual,
you have to have read certain books
watched certain films
been certain places
known certain people.
does that make you clever?
how come some people never did all that,
and they're still considered geniouses ?
why do you have to behave
a certain way
all the time
every time.
--> recommending. mads emil nielsen
tirsdag 15. september 2009
mandag 14. september 2009
summer days-
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