emilalves

in a way this is like talking to one self.
you can't be shore anyone is reading it.
exept perhaps u.
SO! since you have been reading this far i shall say.
i thank you
not that theese to you meaning-less blogg things mean anyting..
to you.

i just miss you thats all.
well thats almost all.
but never mind, i won't care about that anymore.
and we all know thats not true. 
because the harder i try not to think the more i think.
let me explain.

LOVE,
is a pain in the ass.
thats the way it is. always have been ever since i can remember.
some times people look at you and think.
- he's pretty good looking.
you can see it  in their eyes. the way they look at you when you look back at them.
and you think to youre self.
who is this person.. how come she is wearing exactly thouse clothes?..
trying to see through the outside and in to the inside.
and when you see them looking at you with that special look you think.

if they knew me. they whould never look like that again.


- Emil Alves Andreasson

i
capten show me youre roots for im'a destrsacted man.
i want to destroy you.
i want to hug you.
i want to tell you right in the middle of a sentence.
so easy.
when it's just the conzicventic action that is the problem.
think all ways on the matter of me saying and the Bird reacting to the statement.
GOD I CAN*T STAND IT1

kännar att det börjar lätta lite.
glaset har börjat tömmas igen.
du förstår alla människor är glas,
glas med vatten. och när glasen
är fyllda måste man få ut vatten.
jag har fått ut en del de senaste
dagarna. some of the last rounds
nearly killed me made me go insane.
för att jag visste inte hur jag skulle
tömma glaset. men nu är det rätt bra.

Emil Alves Andreasson