The cry of mankind

I wonder why they say there's no easy way out. Doesn't it depend on how fast you're running?
I know one thing though. No matter how fast you run, you can't outrun yourself. And it seems my other self is one heck of a runner... I want my easy way out. One day I will have it, and it's the only thing that I want I will ever have...


I'm a fool.

Happy birthday to me!

It's that time of te year again. Totally the best day in history. My birthday, of course. ;)

Had a great day, almost wish it wasn't over. But tomorrow is another exciting day. It's tattoo day!
I know I've Said several times that I'm gonna post pictures of My tattoos, and I will. As soon as I remember! (I PROMISE NUMEH!! :D)

But for now, check out my new babies I got for my b-day. I luv them soooo much and don't want to take them off. Although I suspect they aren't very comfy to sleep in!

Happiness in another box :D

The birthday pressys I've ordered myself arrived this morning, and I'm as happy as a kid in a candy store!!!

A plush Dart Vader bag and the young Lovecraft comics 1 & 2! I'm a happy girl, and so nice that buys myself such sweet birthday presents. :D

I miss you

Hello, I'm still sleeping.

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes...

How I love to hate those games.

zleepy zombie

What a lovely weekend it's been. Lovely people everywhere, like always during the Pride week. Even my wicked heart melts and feels the love all around.

 
Specially yesterday (friday). I went to see the Dark knight rises, and I think I fell in love a little bit. With Bane! That voice... omg. And there's just something with a man in a mask... rawr!
I've decided that Bane is the best villain since Heath
Ledgers Joker, and that's that!



But now this old zombie lady is absolutely knackered, and must go to sleep. For a hundred years, at least.
                                                                                                                                       xx

On the train going home

Zleeping for 100 yearz

Whoop

Stockholm pride this week, and I have the perfect dress. Now, who's going, and will I see you there? :)

 

Do you know?

Do you know why I hate the sun? I mean apart from it being too hot, blinding me and threatening to burn my poor, sensitive pale skin? Well, let me show you why. This is why.

Freckles! I get freckles. As soon as a little sun touches my skin I get these horrible little brown spots all over my face. I know the sun does it just out of spite. It's a pain to try and cover them up with makeup as well. Damn you sun and your dishusting freckle disease!

It's saturday night. Last weekend of my summer vacation. I want to party! But for several reasons I can't. I want to get drunk and obnoxious, but I want company. Any volounteers?

I've also been thinking about something. How do you get to know someone that hardly knows you exist? I mean, how to go about making friends with someone if you're an awkward social freak, like me? Asking them out for a cup of coffee is out of the question. I'm too awkward for that. Hell, I'm too awkward to say anything at all. So, how to do it? Anyone got some nice tips? Talk to me! Send me a mail or something! :)

Now I have to go find some magic spell that can help me get rid of the freckles.

xx