15 december - Don't you wanna stay?



Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
Don't you wanna hold each other tight?
Don't you wanna fall asleep with me tonight?
Don't you wanna stay here a little while?
We can make forever feel this way
Don't you wanna stay?

Let's take it slow, I don't wanna move too fast
I don't wanna just make love, I wanna make love last


27 maj - I'm not...


1 maj - Dikt


15 februari - citat

Citat från mitt horoskop för dagen:
Varje gång du upptäcker att du inte lever som i en kärleksroman blir du besviken.

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Läste igenom mina gamla blogginlägg, och hittade ett citat av migsjälv som jag tycker om, som sa allt då och det säger allt nu. Visst är det märkligt när gamla sorger kastar sig över en så man inte får luft?


Jag minns dig som du var, som du är och jag älskar dig, igår, idag och imorgon.

In memory of Devil

In memory of Devil

Have you ever had the big fortune to meet a dog who's personality and exterior simply says; WOW? In my life I've met a few, and I remember the exact moment Devil captured my heart.
 

A couple of years ago I searched the internet for information about the noble breed Dogo Argentino. I found a couple of sites, but none I really liked. But then, there it was. A beautiful site with wonderful pictures of even more wonderful dogs. Devil was at the beach, , full of life and strength, and he ran with his best friend, Avalon, against the camera. Right there, that moment was captured on one of the most beautiful pictures I've ever seen. Therefore my happiness had no limits when Jessica a couple of weeks ago gave me that photo of Devil and Avalon running into my mind and heart.
 

Devil was so much more than a ordinary dog. Noting about him was ordinary, he was special. He was a loved familymember, a great show- and workingdog. He was everything a Dogo can be, a big white ghost with a heart of gold.
 

Thank you for letting me get to know you and for all the love you've given your family. You'll be forever missed.
 

Goodnight Devil, sleep well


Lyrics

I don't know what I've done
Or if I like what I've begun
But something told me to run
And honey you know me it's all or none

There were sounds in my head
Little voices whispering
That I should go and this should end
Oh and I found myself listening

'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
All I know is that I should
And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should
'Cos she will love you more than I could
She who dares to stand where I stood


Underbar

Find a new one to fool
Leave and don't look back. I won't follow
We have nothing left. It's the end of our time

In your eyes

Jag kan inte sluta lyssna på låten.
Jättemysig och man vill bara lyssna mer och mer!

Love, I get so lost, sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away
I drive off in my car
But whichever way I choose
I come back to the place you are

And all my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside


In your eyes
The light, the heat
I am complete
I see the doorway
to a thousand churches
The resolution of all the fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
Yes, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
The heat I see in your eyes


Citat från påskhelgens alla middagar!

Konversation mellan Julia och mig efter skrattanfall.
Julia:
Visste ni att varje skratt förlänger ert liv med cirka 7 minuter?
Emelie: Så mycket som jag skrattar kommer jag leva tills jag dör!
Julia bryter ihop, asgarvande: Vem lever inte tills de dör?!


Julia och jag vid påskbordet
Julia: Vem har tagit all rödbetsallad?!
Emelie: Ja, jag vet inte!
Julia: Det var ju väldigt konstigt för att det är bara du som tagit rödbetsallad!
Julia & jag börjar asgarva!


Julia och jag vid påskbordet (vi pratade om att bli gråhårig)
Emelie: En kille jag träffat är 24 och börjar redan bli gråhårig
Julia: Stackars honom kan inte vara roligt när man är så ung.
           Hur ser det ut då?
Emelie: Han passar faktiskt i det, om du ser på mamma, han ser ungefär ut så!
Mamma ger mig en aggressiv blick
Julia: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
Emelie: Jag menade det ljusbruna!


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"Det är en svår konst att se folk i ögonen - samtidigt som man går bakom ryggen på dem."
                            - Stig Johansson

What is love to you?

"Can miles truly separate you from friends...
If you want to be with someone you love,
aren't you already there?"

Dikt

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone

Silence the pianos and with the muffled drum

Bring out the coffin , let the mourners come.


Let the aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead

Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.


He was my North , my South , my East and West

My working week and my Sunday rest

My noon, my midnight, my talk , my song

I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong


The stars are not wanted now, put out every one

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood

For nothing now can ever come to any good

                     - W. H. Auden

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Vilken låt?

Vilken låt är det jag citerar?

If we're gonna make this work
You gotta let me inside even though it hurts
Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see

Vackert men/och sorligt

Himmlen faller ner,
det svider till där kniven skar
jag har varit vaken hela natten 
och känt om hjärtat sitter kvar.

Mercy

Fortress of daylight
come in and standby
waiting to catch the quickest plane
flying to nowhere
is better than somewhere
that's where I've been and nothing's changed