Friday, May 4, 2007
Puerto Rico...
Just ordered this bikini: Seafolloy's "Puerto Rico". I just wish I had a reason to use it. And I wish I could look like that in a bikini...
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Med näsa för kärlek
För mig är doften den vackraste av alla förnimmelser. Doften av vår. Doften av förnyelse. Doften av liv. Doften av barndom. Ibland sluter jag mina ögon och låter alla dessa dofter föra mig bort. Tillbaka i tiden; fram i tiden. Till nuet.
Vackrast av alla dofter är ändå doften av dig. När jag ligger så nära dig att jag kan inandas dig och samtidigt höra ditt hjärta slå så vet jag att jag kommit hem.
Vackrast av alla dofter är ändå doften av dig. När jag ligger så nära dig att jag kan inandas dig och samtidigt höra ditt hjärta slå så vet jag att jag kommit hem.
Socialismen är död, länge leve socialismen!
Love
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
Me and God or Those were the days
I don't believe in God, but sometimes he just doesn't leave me alone. I walk by a church on my way to the grocery store and suddenly feel a strong urge to open the doors and walk inside; ask the first person I meet: "Hey, brother. Would it be okay if I just sat down for a while? I have to contemplate". I usually don't attend to these quasi-religious cravings; I just keep on walking and pretend that I am not listening until God gets tired of bugging me and starts bugging somebody else instead.
If I'd actually believe in God, I'd pray right now. Pray for a more attractive body, for a more beautiful me.
I leave you now with a picture that I found today. It was taken in July 2005. God, those were the days...
If I'd actually believe in God, I'd pray right now. Pray for a more attractive body, for a more beautiful me.
I leave you now with a picture that I found today. It was taken in July 2005. God, those were the days...
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