lördag 21 maj 2011

Forgetting my mortality because of love



Spending a day studying physics is not the greatest way of using my last time on the planeet Earth, last hours if you choose to listen to the wacko priest in the US claiming that the world is going to end tonight at 18.00 US time. Perfect ey? Highly suspect that my physics teacher won't accept that as an explination why I haven't studied for the test on Monday...

Well at least I've seen the sweetest marriage proposal ever made if I die today, and it made me cry. True love exists! If you want to see it, click here!

Creds to Matt, you must be one of the sweetest men ever to walk on this planet and I'm sure Ginny (and all women and men who has watched your video) agrees!

-a-


onsdag 18 maj 2011

Pom pom pom

Graduation dress - Check!
Prom dress - Check!
Prom ticket - Check!
Limousine - Check!
Graduation hat - Check!

(Okay, maybe our limo won't look like this but... Would be nice huh?)

Getting things done for graduation, pom pom pom. Don't you just love it when you're getting done what you have to get fixed? I surely do! But the damn shoes still won't want to be found. I need shoes for my prom, somebody help...?

-a-

måndag 9 maj 2011

High five for first kiss


Elliot and Bowie

To continue on the subject of love that my two previous messages have been about I want to.... Show you this heartwarming little clip I found on Youtube today of the adoreable little kids in the picture. To see them show their affection with no hesitation or shame made me feel incredibly happy! This is just like it should be, happily in love!

We kissed on the lips! Me and her kissed on the lips. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

When did you get your first kiss on the lips?

-a-

söndag 8 maj 2011

Pouring out a bit of my heart...

I love how calm you can keep, and I'm not being sarcastic. How once you've made up your mind you can keep so level-headed. I wish I could. I really do wish I had that strenght. But giving myself to you made me lose that. I dropped my walls. Once I have, I can't seem to get them back up. I try, o I try so hard, to keep cool and a bit distant when I'm upset or something has happened, but I can't. I cannot summon enough energy to create more hinders between us.

I want to be with you. I want to be close to you. I want to meet you and then never part, just stay together. Sit in a park on a bench and watch the world without noticing for real that it's changing because I'm so full of being with you.

I am an idiot. Because of you I act like a silly tot. I cannot stop or stare. I cannot help it. I'm lost, gone and long forgotten. Once I could keep the ice in my stomac. But it melted and now my belly won't stay on that low temperature. It's warm enough for butterflies to flutter around, dragonflies to tickle the inside of me and bumblebees to zoom around.

Damn it, I love you. With no walls or protective nets. I hate you for making me love you so much. Yet I cry because I hate myself for trying to hate you. You see the pick I got myself into? Exactly where I put myself. I knew this was where I was going to end up, weak and vulnerable. I did not want to. But, darn it, here I am.

-a-

Summer, sun, grass, and a bit of I love you


Eternal, Immortal, Endless, Everlasting, Constant, Unending, Incessant, Unceasing, Never-Ending, Ageless... Would I call my love these words? Would I label what he and I have with such heavy names? Would I be able to catch and properly describe the feelings we share if I'd thought they were all that? Would I ever have a need to try and make problems disappear, or solve conflicts if that was the case?
Does it even matter?
I love you like a sunny day - with a warm and golden glow, such as the one that caresses the frozen ground and convinces the hidden burgeons to flourish in the mild air.
I love you like the pumping rhythms on a night out - with a passion and heat burning red that can't be cooled down no matter what.
I...
I can't find words my B. But there's something about us that I would never ever EVER want to change. From time to time you make me so furious I could scream, and at those times I cannot for my life even imagine why I stand by you. But it always vanishes and I'm left with the fuzzy feeling of being held by you, heart to heart not even noticing how the rest of the world is gone.
I love you B. I fear it will change somehow, and it most certainly will, feelings always do. But it's true, for now and for a long time, maybe forever, I love you.

Sun on my balcony.
Soon I will share it with you.
To lie in the grass with you and a bunch of sunlight on top...
My summer dream it is indeed!

-a-

fredag 6 maj 2011

The Beatles


Having the TV on with a program about how the Beatles made a huge success in the Soviet Union makes me realise how big they were, still are. It's simply so amazing to realise how important music and hope plays in people's lives. When there's something small to put burning faith into and trust, everyone takes that chance. Sometimes it can be religion, sometimes a friendly face and occasionally it's the power of music!
They're actually saying that someone built a guitar from a picture of one, made mics out of thelephones and stole speakers to be able to play Beatles songs, I'm stunned!

I feel like turning off the laptop and go get something to draw on. Good idea! Good-bye laptop, hello creativity? Yes sir!

-a-