harvest har blivit ett flitigt använt ord.. farmville is the shit when U don´t have a life... nåväl just nu har jag lite svårt att relatera till min närvaro. En käftsmäll senare så försöker jag få stabilitet och ytterligare en rak höger senare så är jag tillbaka till mitt vanliga >> går runt i cirklar liv << what is the frakin point?
GAMMALT AFRIKANSKT ORDSPRÅK:
jag vill ha en longboard
jag vill åka till Indien
jag vill känna frihet
fredag 28 augusti 2009
onsdag 12 augusti 2009
testing
Lina completed the quiz "What's your biggest weakness?" with the result Jealousy.
You envy others, but you are also confident about yourself. But sometimes you wish you could be confident about yourself without the masks. You clean before people come over, even though you are typically a mess. You dress up or wear revealing clothes, show off your tan, tattoos, and body, because you feel like it will get attention and make you feel worth something. Sexiness is something you value, but you really want to be admired for your heart. You want someone to see through the masks and love you for you, but you sometimes don't know who that person is and you fear opening up to someone because you don't want to be hurt. You wish you could be like someone else, trade places just for a day, to see what it's like to be perfect. You like lists and getting things done, but you rarely finish them. You want to be loved, so badly, for who you are and you're just waiting for the right person to show you that it's okay to rest in who you were made to be, and not who you are always trying to be..
You envy others, but you are also confident about yourself. But sometimes you wish you could be confident about yourself without the masks. You clean before people come over, even though you are typically a mess. You dress up or wear revealing clothes, show off your tan, tattoos, and body, because you feel like it will get attention and make you feel worth something. Sexiness is something you value, but you really want to be admired for your heart. You want someone to see through the masks and love you for you, but you sometimes don't know who that person is and you fear opening up to someone because you don't want to be hurt. You wish you could be like someone else, trade places just for a day, to see what it's like to be perfect. You like lists and getting things done, but you rarely finish them. You want to be loved, so badly, for who you are and you're just waiting for the right person to show you that it's okay to rest in who you were made to be, and not who you are always trying to be..
fredag 7 augusti 2009
tisdag 4 augusti 2009
afraid of losing the game
jag erkänner.. jag är rädd. Rädd för vad livet har att erbjuda. Rädd för att jag inte lever mitt liv till fullo.
Rädd för att jag varken duger som vän eller som flickvän. I lördags tappade jag mitt ansikte. I LOST IT. För en sekund ville jag bara lägga mig ner och gråta. Det är inte sällan jag känner så. Allt mer ofta känner jag att jag inte lever som jag borde göra. Jag upplever inte den lycka jag skulle kunna uppleva. Jag tillåter inte mig själv att vara lycklig.
Fan den här bloggen läses inte av en jävel, men skit samma...
Jag är helt enkelt rädd för att jag känner att jag inte duger. till något.
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