The Post-romantic-narcisist- Me

I am not a poet or a artist by professionality.
I am just being it by nature, Because it flows in my veins.
So I guess my academical career needs a boost by writing, toyou.
To make you feel again.
Ore just for letting poetry out of my delicate female heart.

Thursday, 31 December 2009

"Getting groovy after halloween, midnovember got back on the scene"

This year has been one of the best thus far in my life,
So many doors opening themselves for me
So much affections to wonderful men
So lovley friends

Tonight I will be queen of the night with my sparkling rosé borgogne wine and my lovley friend Pekka.

I wish all of my friends could come with me, but you all know that I still hold you dear in my heart
Even if Im bad at calling you.
But Im always here my loves.

Happy Festivity year!


Saturday, 26 December 2009

chill pill

I am going to take a break from all drinking now untill new year...

new year I cant wait for a brand new year with new oportunities

yesterday was to much fun as usual.

but im kean on some new adventures ,

Sick of this apartment,

why do we always have to partey in here?

its like im in a tiny prison some times..

But life is that.

so i will stop complaining


Tomorrow will be spent on hunting down the perfect gown and some hot stockings.

Cause I want to be hot on new year.

but really i only care to be myself.


enchanté




Friday, 25 December 2009

I wish I was a Warholsilkscreen hanging on the wall
Ore Little Joe
Ore maybe Lou
I´d Love to be them all
All new york citys broken hearts and secrets would be mine
i´ll put you on a moviereel
and that would be just fine
.

(photoed by cherie last weekend, tonight will be party and then some clubbing at Monster... happy times. XXX)

Thursday, 24 December 2009

Thank you for smoking

Standing on the age of the cliff
Thinking of sciense of man
What a awful waste she is
And what a afwull hore she is
But still that longing for her awfull love
Cause she is after all a calling of the soul of sorts

Standing on the edge of the cliff
Cause my heart started to beat here
Drawing nearer to the edge
I can feel it calling

But I dont give a shit
And walk away to passion and his friends

Wednesday, 23 December 2009

I had a wonderous night yesterday with my many loves, friends is a grand thing indeed.
Now that I am a big happypill I want to share it with the world
Life is to short to sit and sobb
Especially when you are as lucky as I am right now.
Christmas tomorow, ore shall I say "commercialists-Holy night"
and after that party.

enchanté

"Do you feel a little down today?
Bet you ain't got much to say?
But your gonna miss me when I'm not there

As we beg and steal and borrow
Life is hit and miss and this
I Hope, I Think, I Know

Cos after all, You'll never forget my name
"

Tuesday, 22 December 2009

Desperation!

Friday night lights

love
Intoxication

Friends

I will have fun tonight!

Monday, 21 December 2009

Kraftwerk and wonderous times

Im in heaven
I am gonna celebrate my friends tomorrow and I cant wait.
I have got 100pounds of my dad
And I feel invincible and lucky

Life is bliss.

Im going out now for a drink.

Enchanté


Thursday, 17 December 2009

A thing of beauty is a joy forever,


"I always wish that we were only but butterflies living but four summer days,
three such days with you I could feel with more delight than fifty common years ever could contain."

Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Did you forget to take your meds?

cause i did not.

Tuesday, 15 December 2009

Give me a man that nows that god is a bastard
Give me a man that treats me with arrogance instead of romance
Give me a man that is weird and intelligent

A man that looks with disregard on our human ways but enjoys life
A man that takes me under his arm and trows me under his sheets

Give me a man that is a bastard towards others but a sweetheart in secret
Give me a man that is the centre of the circle on friday nights

A man that looks me in my eyes while´st describing how I taste
A man that finds sports a god damn waste
A man that speaks with his eyes when in conspiracy instead of his tounge
A man that wants to save me from harm but leaves me alone when Im safe
A man that puts up silly notes on my wall without me nowing it

I want a man that is not a man but a human
A common want

But my man is a arrogant bastard...
Not a sweet sweet prince
And thats what i want

My want as a single creature
And a femme



Monday, 14 December 2009

The night is cold but yet so incredibly warm,
The cries of times past ecoes between every snowflake
December is gorgeous
Even more so if you have The magic flute as your saoundtrack
And a invincible fear of getting "old"
"

enchanté


I just woke up
Im playing Mozart och wonder of the fuck my weekend could be this awful again...

My value as a member of the human race has sunk to the far bottom..
I am told that i am worthless and something dirty...

Maybe I should give everything up and change my identity yet again?
I am after all invincible as a redhead... But the strenght does not sit in the hair..

When are people going to understand that I mean them no harm*?
Can people understand that I am a individual too?

Sunday, 13 December 2009

where is my mind?



The only things that can save me right in this moment;
A wonderful Shagg
A tripp to my lovley nottingham friends
Brian Molko asking for my hand in marriage (lol)

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Bohemian and glad to be so



I prefer hate with intelligence and not hate for the sake of hating.
Fuck the hell off punk basterds!

Thursday, 10 December 2009

Depeche mode and evil dildos




words are very unessesary they can only do harm..

Wednesday, 9 December 2009

The only one I know
Has come to take me away
The only one I know
Is mine when she stitches me

The only one I see
Has found and aching in me
The only one I see
Has turned her tongue into me

Everyone has been burned before
Everybody knows the pain
Everyone has been burned before
Everybody knows the pain

The only one I know
Never cries, never opens her eyes
The only one I know
Wide awake and then she's away

The only one I see
Is mine when she walks down our street
The only one I see
Has carved her way into me


The "happy" Prince

It is realy strange to take a stroll in the city centre sometimes
So many
So few
Without it even showing

My compadres are livving in crisis,
Do I?
Sometimes it feels like its all my fault
But that is absolutley not the case

Everything gets ok in the end

Right now Im starting to get healthy again and are trying to read Dorian Grey
But The only thing I want to do right now is to drink a good glass of red wine and chitchat with a good friend.
But I am determined to read and ignore the chaos thats surounding me,
Untill a new day is getting alive and I can start to take the chaos down, bit by bit.

Cause is´nt Mr Wilde like a big lovley blankett when the world feels awfull?



Enchanté

/ Your beloved Decandent lady

Tracks that makes my heart go gorgeous:


Stripped - Depeche mode,
Bauhaus - All we ever wanted was everything
Insight - Joy division
Clair de Lune - Claude Debussy
Standing here - Stone roses
Bella lugosi´s dead- bauhaus

Melancoly makes me feel lovley. but I take it as a good thing

Tuesday, 8 December 2009

"
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know "


Monday, 7 December 2009

"Those with habits of waste, sets the style and the taste"

my flat is oficially worse than Dresden right now...
But the only thing I could realy care about is how good food should be right now..
If i should buy some there is...

Too much of drunken-philosophy saturday night that made me think....
And i think i have cathched a desease.


all we ever wanted was everything
all we ever got was cold
Get up, eat jelly
Sandwich bars and barbwire,
Squash every week into a day

the sound of the drum is calling
The sound of the drum has come
Flash of youth shoot out of darkness
Factory town

Oh to be the cream
Oh to be the cream


Saturday, 5 December 2009



Love cant possibly be pictured in a better way than this.

Friday, 4 December 2009

romantics now and then




Wiliam Wordsworth is Chris Martin
Motive:
" pretend to live in shjite but i really dont now what im telling you about,
and i use my fame to gain money."




Lord Byron is Pete Doherty

Motive: Radical "Live today lads"romantics that have an incredoible gift for writing,
Both of them has been/is abit roughlooking, but loved by women.

John Keats is Ian Curtis
Motive:
Keats & Curtis wrote about the black side of love.
Died young, poor but beutiful.



Sid vicious is Percy Bhysse Shelley

Motive:
you cant find more radical people than this,
Percy; Byrons sidekick and renown anarchist,
And sid... as we all now is Sid
Two misfits that died to young.

words of wisdom from the owner of my soul

"I always laid it down as a maxim - and found it justified by experience -
that a man and a woman - make far better friendships than can exist between two of the same sex - but then with the condition that they never have made-
or are to make love with eachother."


Thursday, 3 December 2009

Fuck you, Im growing old

I missed my interwiev...
I runned around in the cold in my red frock, gorgeous and nice to get a job....
But not.j

I didnt find the place .-...
I feel bad now.

Wednesday, 2 December 2009

Night-flickr

Fake plastick trees that never goes away
Flutter behind the tv screen

Am i hole again?

Buy a stupid televisionscreen and get to work
Or else i´ll make you go

Fake plastic trees that never goes adrift
My body craves for flesh!

Give yourself to me or let me eat someone else
.


Tuesday, 1 December 2009

Bosh! Steven said ruedly...

De är kallt medans man vandrar genom alleerna i decembermörker,
Hjärnan blir kristallklar och man kommer på saker man glömde för så jäkla länge sedan,

Nu är jag frenetiskt trött och kan knappt vänta på att helgen ska svepa in sina vingar över mig med vin och rus,
Men de är alldeles för många dagar kvar...


De kan ju bli kul annars... man vet ju alldrig-

enough of tacky-livving... jag vill leva mer värdigt

Som de andra innanför lådan...

enchanté

artfull folly

Jag börjar se ljuset igen....
I form av bidrag i slutet på veckan och kommande nyår...

Jag ska festa grandiöst och förhoppningsvis med goda vänner...

Vad som återstår av denna dagen är svårt att utse...
De enda jag vet med säkerhet är att jag är trött och somnar säkert när som hälst...-

nyår är bra långt borta... men vafan... jag blickar framåt till bättre saker...

Pengar! Huzza!