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i am collecting pictures where i could love you
you might say im creating or building an image to adore
but if you want me to want you then let me distroy you.
or let me leave you.

Collect your face


i will never do my best under pressure,
and in my passion i often go to far
this time the result was water over inkstained paper sheets.
why do insist on working on the floor despite its flaws and failures?

We are animal


Can't be too flirty in the freakshow


i am watching a strangers fingers as i fall asleep
they mesmerize me, partly because of what they are performing, it is seducing me from far away
and partly because of the anonymity, i am wondering what face those hands belong to.
and it never ends.
each dip of a finger, on top of a key,
altering speed, coming slowly towards me and then moving back as if to taunt me, the wrist flicking as if content with the disharmony they are aiding to create,
the movements reflected on the black wall supporting the keys, blurred, as if from time music was first composed.
and it never ends.
keeps teasing my longing for more before the ending is come,
and then all movement is gone, but sensations linger.

Found my father's past on a tripp to the attic

mossa och bilar i min farmors mors handväska från sextiotalet

my life as an accident


dizzy in your arms at seven, asleap again in your bed at ten, eating pancakes in your kitchen at eleven, embarrased by my behavior in your elevator at twelve, and on the train again at thirteen hours.
http://open.spotify.com/track/1MD4tX2g5hx0D2WQ6JsC2m
http://open.spotify.com/track/1MD4tX2g5hx0D2WQ6JsC2m

SCARS IN THE SUN


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think i beneath my better judgement decide what i will do with myself before i start each night (not day), for better or worse that is how i satisfy my needs, and yesterday was no exception. i need you more than anyone would like to admit.


http://open.spotify.com/track/0jmhEzi8PEpIqvYW6f2V2s

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