the end of the world
when some people get sick they go to the doctor and get some medicine.
one week later and everything is okay again. no needs to worry. no painful feelings.
but then we have those people who get sick, goes to the doctor and gets no medicine to be cured with. one week later and nothing is better. nothing is going to be better.
they fights. live for the moment.
and they die.
one week later and everything is okay again. no needs to worry. no painful feelings.
but then we have those people who get sick, goes to the doctor and gets no medicine to be cured with. one week later and nothing is better. nothing is going to be better.
they fights. live for the moment.
and they die.
judgment
breathe.
concentration.
breathe.
focus.
relax.
breathe.
close your eyes and feel it!
breathe.
concentration.
breathe.
focus.
relax
breathe
close your eyes
and feel it!
open your eyes
and feel it!
open your eyes
and fight!
Peaceful, so very peaceful
My day has been wonderful. Peaceful.
It feels so good. I feel so calm and warm.
Today I went out for a walk, and with me I had my camera.
This picture is photographed by me, Emiko, and I'm very happy with it.
Hope you like it too.
Time to sleep.
Tomorrow it's study time!
Oyasumi nasai
My day has been wonderful. Peaceful.
My day has been wonderful. Peaceful.
It feels so good. I feel calm and warm.
And so very happy.
Today I went out for a walk, and with me I had my camera.
This picture is photographed by me, Emiko, and I'm very happy with it.
Hope you like it too.
Time to sleep.
Time to sleep.
Tomorrow it's study time!
Oyasumi nasai
ONE YEAR
I didn't notice it at first, but I did saw it now. MY BLOG IS ONE YEAR OLD.
Wow.. pretty awesome. I'm so happy that I created paperplan.
Paplerplan is very important to me. Even if I don't write here every day do I still know that tihs place is just mine. Here I can write about everything. Because this is me.
Paplerplan is a part of me. My thoughts and feelings are all aggregate here.
Sometimes it's hard to carry all weight by your own. And sometimes it's hard to speak. Then it's easier to write instead. Create poetry or a story. Use your fantasy and create something beautiful from your hardship.
I love to write. And I love my Paperplan.
I didn't notice it at first, but I did saw it now. MY BLOG IS ONE YEAR OLD.
Wow.. pretty awesome. I'm so happy that I created paperplan.
Paplerplan is very important to me. Even if I don't write here every day do I still know that tihs place is just mine. Here I can write about everything. Because this is me.
Paplerplan is a part of me. My thoughts and feelings are all aggregate here.
Sometimes it's hard to carry all weight by your own. And sometimes it's hard to speak. Then it's easier to write instead.
I love to write. And I love my Paperplan.
Oh my god. Blog? Me? Yeah… sure.
Oh my god. Blog? I? Yeah… sure.
Ha ha, okay I think have to explain myself. First - I’m not dead. Second - my life hasn’t stop. I’m ok.
I see that my last post is right after I quit my work. It’s like two months since then.
You may be wondering what I am doing, if I work or something.
I study at university. I'm going to be a nurse.
And because of that I don’t have much free time anymore.
Well that was all for me.
Time to sleep.
Tomorrow I have to study.
Good night
Ha ha, okay I think have to explain myself. First - I’m not dead. Second - my life hasn’t stop. I’m ok.
I see that my last post is right after I quit my work. It’s like two months since then.
You may be wondering what I am doing now, if I work or something.
I study at university. I'm going to be a nurse.
And because of that I don’t have much free time anymore.
Well that was all for me.
Time to sleep.
Tomorrow I have to study.
Good night
sometimes it goes too far, they say
I feel empty.
It feels like a good story has come to an end.
As if I've read the last chapter of a book I only borrowed.
It is time to return it now. It was never mine...
...and it feels so bloody good!
I feel free.
I feel excited.
Now it's finally time for me to create my own book.
No one can make my decision.
Everything is up to me.
My time has finally come!
And it feels so damn good.
I lost myself. And now I need to find myself again. Tell me, do I end up happy?
I'm nervous.
Pathetic, yes I know.
I want to run away. From this. From myself.
But that wouldn't be good enough.
If I run, I lose. If I fight, I win.
The choice is pretty obvious, right?
But why do I feel so weak?
I wish I could stop the time.
And be alone for a while.
If I could, I would find a solution.
I'm sure.
I'm nervous.
Pathetic, yes I know.
I want to run away. From this. From myself.
But that wouldn't be good enough.
If I run, I lose. If I fight, I win.
The choice is pretty obvious, right?
But why do I feel so weak?
I wish I could stop the time.
And be alone for a while.
If I could, I would find a solution.
I'm sure.
Wow...
Wow..
Are there still people out there who reads my blog?
Well my life is up side down. Christmas is on it's way and both my job and school will soon reach the ending. It feels good. I'm tired to death.
Some personal stuff takes a lot of my energy. The most awful feeling is hopelessness. And "I can't do a damn thing about this"-feeling. Powerlessness.
Well well, I thing my blog need to come up to the light again.
So here I am again.
Are there still people out there who reads my blog?
Well my life is up side down. Christmas is on it's way and both my job and school will soon reach the ending. It feels good. I'm tired to death.
Some personal stuff takes a lot of my energy. The most awful feeling is hopelessness. And "I can't do a damn thing about this"-feeling. Powerlessness.
Well well, I thing my blog need to come up to the light again.
So here I am again.
Oh
I'm sorry. But my life doesn't allow me to take it easy. To relax.
Well everything has their time.
But I wish my time for writing was unlimited.
Well everything has their time.
But I wish my time for writing was unlimited.
Crazy
I have never in my life before, met someone who tries so desperately to not be like anybody else. To be uniqe.
You are crazy.
And it annoys me.
It annoys me as hell.
I have never in my life before, met someone who tries so desperately to not be like anybody else. To be uniqe.
You are crazy.
And it annoys me.
It annoys me as hell.
talk like no one hears you
Talk like no one hears you.
Act like you're always is sure what you're doing.
Work like you doesn't need money.
Sing like the crowd is far away.
Dance like you're alone.
Don't be shy. Don't apologize for you entire existence.
Don't be so uncomfortable. Don't think that money makes the world go round.
Be yourself. Please, just be yourself.
I want to see your true colors.
Talk like no one hears you.
Act like you're always is sure what you're doing.
Work like you doesn't need money.
Sing like the crowd is far away.
Dance like you're alone.
Don't be shy. Don't apologize for you entire existence.
Don't be so uncomfortable. Don't think money makes the world go round.
Be yourself. Please, just be yourself.
Let me see them.
I want to see your true colors.
Second hand
I really love second hand stores. You never know what you gonna find. And it's cheap too. Ha-ha.
Last time at the second hand-store, I found a shirt and a skirt. Together it cost me 60 SEK. Amazingly cheap!
As you can se on the pictures, was the buttons white before I changed them to black. That's also a thing I like with second hand... Inspiration! Even if you don't find what you are looking for, is it easy to find something to work with. Like my shirt.
The black silk ribbon is finishing touch.
I really love second hand stores. You never know what you gonna find. And it's cheap too. Ha-ha.
Last time at the second hand-store, I found a shirt and a skirt. Together it cost me 60 SEK. Amazingly cheap!
As you can see on the pictures, was the buttons white before I changed them to black. That's also a thing I like with second hand... Inspiration! Even if you don't find what you are looking for, is it easy to find something to work with. Like my shirt.
The black silk ribbon is the finishing touch.
And this is how it looks like when it's on. The skirt can't be seen so well.
Anyway, I really think this looks great. The pictures are photographed with my Nikon D3000. And yes, it actually is me in the pictures. I love my red hair.
Anyway, I really think this looks great. The pictures are photographed with my Nikon D3000. And yes, it actually is me in the pictures. I love my red hair.
my soul is tired
I'm sorry for my long absence. I have lost my inspiration for writing. I don't like it, but I can't force myself, right?
I'm not sad. I know I one day will find it again. My inspiration.
But until that day, I have to rest.
My soul is tired.
I'm sorry for my long absence. I have lost my inspiration for writing. I don't like it, but I can't force myself, right?
I'm not sad. I know I one day will find it again. My inspiration.
But until that day, I have to rest.
My soul is tired.
Maybe you can save me from this crazy world we live in?
Ohayo gozaimasu!
Wednesday morning and soon I'm off for work.
Have a nice day!
Bye bye~~
just face the truth
Life's a bitch, so if it's easy,
you're doing it wrong.
Now you can follow me with bloglovin'
If you have found my blog intresting, is it now possible to follow me, Emiko, with bloglovin. Just click on the icon "följ bloggen" on the top of the menu and voala - done!
It was really beautiful.
alltid sakna, aldrig glömma
can't find any words to explain
Stefan Liv
it's a hell not having you here
today's truth
all we have is time
and one hell of a mess
all we have is time
and one hell of a mess
