onsdag





“I had you. Right there with me. I had you living in my life and I was alive."
Francesca Lia Block




You might have loved me, if you had known me. If you had ever known my mind. If you would have walked through my dreams and memories. Who knows what treasures you might have found. Yes, you might have loved me. If you had only taken the time.




"Man vill bli älskad, i brist därpå beundrad, i brist därpå fruktad, i brist därpå avskydd och föraktad. Man vill ingiva människorna någon slags känsla. Själen ryser för tomrummet och vill kontakt till vad pris som helst"

Hjalmar Söderberg

Ur Se mig! Om självkänsla och jakten på bekräftelse av Emma Pihl

måndag

Strange how a single conversation can change you. Or maybe it only seems that way in retrospect. A year passes and you know you feel differently, but you’re not sure what or why or how, so your mind casts back for something that might give that difference shape: a word, a glance, a touch.

Barack Obama

torsdag

This was unexpected, my soul’s connection to you.
You stole my loneliness.
No one knows that I was wishing for you, a thief, to enter my
house of autonomy, that I had locked my doors but my
windows were open, hoping, but not believing, you would enter.


Douglas Coupland