Saturday, June 19, 2010


A boy told me yesterday I looked like Marie Antoinette on blow. When I pointed out that I had been drinking wine and done a lot of opium that night he corrected himself and told me I was just like M. I do feel a bit beheaded right now I must say - well deserved.

Sunday, June 6, 2010


It seems maybe you don´t understand me. I´m not afraid of love, I just don´t wan´t it.

I´m not a girlfriend.

I sometimes don´t sleep in my own bed 4 a week and I don´t want anyone at home who makes me feel guilty over that. I don´t need a boy. I need boys. Reöationships does not work.

excuse my spelling I´ve had a Jack.

Friday, June 4, 2010

f it

"I love you"

How can any boy in any way destry a relationship faster than saying the 3 words?
I push him off me and tumble out the door. Never mind my shoes or my phone. It`s dangerous back there, cant return. He is dangerous hazard.

You don´t love me- u love the thought of me in your old clothes smoking in the window. Love the thought of maybe you are the boy who can fix me. Make me eat. Make me convinced wine is not breakfast. You won´t be able 2. I won´t sit in your window like a girl in a movie. I will jump.