Will you sit next to me on the buss?

Mucky mud

I really over did myslef today in lazyness. I'm rather proud, it takes quite alot to get to this stage of...butt whipyness...y. Picture a pale girl, greasy hair and a cup of sugary tea slouching on the couch in jim jams with the most spastic expression imaginable watching daytime telly. That would be me this morning. Okay, and a part of the evening.

I'll be off again to a festival tomorrow so I'll be up bright and early to catch my buss to mud and total bliss.

I'm quite bored of Helsinki right now, Finland in general. Please get me out.

This makes me happy, every time!

Dips and Chips

Life, it goes on even if you slow down or stop. Or maybe it's just us who are racing towards something we can't explain.

I wish sometimes that finding yourself would be as easy as falling asleep, you wake up and suddenly that small part that always slid between your fingers like dreams in the morning would be there. You could understand everything. See it, touch it and feel it like a glass orb in your hand. Would it feel heavy, cold and lifeless? Would you let it fall from your hands and watch it shatter into a million tiny pieces.

I understand so little. About anything really, but then again if you move along with the river it's bound to take you somewhere.

You have to know how to smile with your heart before you know how to smile with your eyes.

In the end what matters is staying true to yourself and remember that those people who stay with you even though you fail at being a friend they deserve the whole you and not the cheap copy.

This is getting way too philosofical or someting along those line:)
peace out homeskillets

Fizzy Dino Pop

The Courteeners - That kiss

Here comes the anxiety

Gnaaahh, I hate being ill. This sucks major elephant ass. Pardon my language and no offense to elephants.

I'm starting to look like Michael Jacksons less attractive twin and I might have had the worst night in a very very long time. I had these weird feverish dreams with socks....and marshmallows. Plus it's not very nice waking up and finding your face resembles that of a flying spagetti monster.

The thought of burying myself under a massive pile of bedclothes accompanied with a box set of friends and my favorite men for sinful rendezvous called Ben&Jerry is tempting to the max.

On other matters, if I get to come over to the UK this summer ( yeah fat chance, I'll working my arse off at a icecream shop...hear the joy) but IF I do, I am so going to see The Wombats again. I just have to!

Okay this blog entry makes no sense...bugger it.

White lips kissed

wake me up
only nightmares take me in
through these walls the winter bites
a draft from all sides
why did you not include me on your list?
let me in through the ceiling
white lips kissed
our love is a fickle love
keeps itself locked in a suitecase
to be ready to go
always
I won't cry when the silver lining shows
but you're right
you understand
you ride with both hands
worrying is the breathing that you need
so there won't be far to fall
you mustn't climb tall
things that are supposed to mean lots
leave you cold
and with a malady of the soul
our love is a tricky love
bet you know this
bet you noticed
bet you know, wich is why
I should know better than anyone ever could
soon as I let go
everything falls apart
I won't cry when the silver lining shows
but you're right
you understand
you ride with both hands
worrying is the breathing that you need
so there won't be far to fall
you mustn't climb tall
wake me up
only nightmares take me in
through these walls the winter bites
a draft from all sides
of course you can
there are diamonds in demand
it's a shame and as you know
the stain will not go