Si tu était mon petit-ami, je ne te mentirai pas.

Sunday, 19 July 2015. I come into the peace of wild things. I love it, mostly. The lights, the noise. The way the sky looks like a mosaic between the officetops, cut into patches and boxes of blue. But sometimes my heart swells for the quiet, and I ache for wildness and green, crave rolling views of cool blue mountains, water braiding itself neatly over stones. I forget sometimes how close we are to all of that.

Tuesday, August 04, 2015. A touch that sends electric pulses and shocks my subdued heart with such an energizing rush of euphoria. Words that sink to my soul and revive my once somber being. The warmth of eyes tenderly looking at mine is like a resuscitating breath into my lungs. An aura of summer thunderstorms that shakes the earth, shakes clear to my marrow, and makes me stand a little taller. Something about her that could make my heart burst. Sunday, November 09, 2014. We talk until dawn about anythi.

Vi är gränspolisen som vaktar allt heligt och din personliga smugglare av allt som är vackert. Vad fan är Glöka? Glöka är ursprungligen ett simpelt läte som framkallas genom en snabb tungvickning i gommen. Det första lätet kunde höras under det sena 90-talet Älvsbyn i Norrbottens län. En tid före tsunamis och bloggar, en tid då internetvågen sköljde över glesbygdens skogar och sammanförde dess frusna invånare.

With Eyes Closed I Look Closer. Cos sometimes looking isnt seeing. Ask me a question here! Sunday, 5 October 2014. The sun is still shining! England at the mo. we have definitely had a good summer! I have been so stressed about the upcoming winter months and how my body is going to react. But you know what, theres no point in being scared of anxious, cos there aint nothin. I can do about it! Winter will come whether i like it or not! So thats what ive been doing! Anyways, here are some pics to illustrate.