Grinchme

If we're unlucky, the world won't end this friday. And if it doesn't, I've found the perfect role for me this year. I'm going to be this years grinch. So, if christmas happens I will have a busy day. I'm gonna steal everyones presents and replace them with coal, just for my own amusement!

So yes. I'm this years grinch. The perfect role for me this year.

sick cookies

Hot topic of the week in Sweden are gingerbread cookies. We really have serious issues to deal with in the cold north you see. It's concerning a silly xmas tradition when kids dress up, and some of them as gingerbread cookies. I can't even be bothered to explain it further. I can only state that people are pathetic. In every way, shape and form, and they make me sick.

There's only a handfull of people I can stand at the moment (surprising, I know). And one of them is a really old friend, that I wish I will have the opportunity to have a serious sit down with. He's probably the smartest person I know, and I would love to exchange thoughts with him someday soon. And of course a brew or two at that pirate bar I'm so jealous of. The only thing is, that it would all end in chaos, this I'm quite sure of. But hey...

I did something naughty today, so now I'm off santas list for sure. But guess what? That doesn't bother me either! I'm gonna get chains and vinyl from myself, and that makes me a happy girl. Because I deserve it!

Now I'm gonna dress up and go for a walk in the cold. I got too much on my mind at the moment and it's consuming me. Sometimes I wish I could actually share them... But then I remember how much I dislike the feeling of being a burden. Oh well, time for that walk. Ciao!

A roly-poly Sandy Claws to add a little spice

The boogeyman is bringing the presents this year kids, hold on to your hats. It's gonna be extra special.
He won't visit me of course, I haven't been nice. Hmm... Oh well, christmas sucks, and I hope everyone will choke on their joyful spirits. I'm full of holiday cheer this year. As you can tell by the great rhyme.

Moving soon. Packing sucks. I have too many things, so much crap. And I need so many new things. Many, many shiny things to make my new place cozy and awesome. Like a mental asylum. That's what my weary mind needs to come to rest. But in the meantime, I'll just play a little world of warcraft.

awkwardness

That awkward moment when you realise you've just been flirted with by a girl, and you were almost naked... AWKWARDNESS! To say the least. I drew this picture to illustrate just how awkward it felt. And yes, my paint skills are legendary.

This is me feeling awkward.

superheroninjamanyo

Bitches may curse and moan all they want now. I got the flat I was looking at, and I'm moving januari 1st! I'm probably crazy but who cares? I feel like dancing. No I don't but I'm gonna go make a cup of coffee, then I'm gonna sit and stare at things and hope they pack themselves!

Hrfhkucv

Piece of shit this evening turned out to be. I'm gonna channel my rage on this piece of crap page, and tear it limb from limb. If it had any that is.
Bitches wanna run my life and tell me how to live. Everything about me is wrong. My actions are selfish and immature. I'm nothing but a worthless piece of crap worm. Not worth speaking to or even look at.

The ego I am, is telling myself that I don't need any of this shit. I'd be better off just leaving everyone and their righteous, all knowing, goody two-shoes bitches and just move my pathetic ass out in the woods somewhere, and never be heard from again. I guess that in someway I should feel honoured. Honoured about the fact that I give these bitches a reason to justify how great them and their own lives are. I'm the poster girl for everything that's wrong.

I'm fed up. Leave me be "insert c-word here".

Now, before I vanish and start building my cabin in the woods, I'm gonna go all out grumpy mode, and pull my blanket over my head and curse all night long.

FO xx

You lie, silent there before me.

Your tears, they mean nothing to me,

The wind howling at the window,

The love you never gave,

I give to you,

Really don't deserve it,

But now, there's nothing you can do.

So sleep, in your only memory

Of me, my dearest mother...

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes.

[Goodbye]

It was always you that I despised.

I don't feel enough for you to cry, [oh well]

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes,

[Goodbye],

So insignificant, sleeping dormant deep inside of me,

Are you hiding away, lost, under the sewers,

Maybe flying high, in the clouds?

Perhaps you're happy without me...

So many seeds have been sown in the field,

And who could sprout up so blessedly,

If I had died I would have never felt sad at all,

You will not hear me say 'I'm sorry'

Where is the light, wonder if it's weeping somewhere?

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes.

[Goodbye]

It was always you that I despised.

I don't feel enough for you to cry, [oh well]

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes,

[Goodbye],

strait up!

I need a straitjacket, someone find me one please!

Apart from the above problem, other things are starting to clear. I'm going to look at a flat this friday, and if I like it and things work out I could be moving soon. Never thought I'd be happy about that, but I actually am. I think, well hope, that I have a different perspective on things this time. Older and wiser, etc. Well, wiser at least. (;

Now, did you find me that straitjacket yet? If not, chop, chop!
The alternative is to ask santa to bring me this dress from Drac in a box.