February 2012
16 posts
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to lucas (i wish you could read)
jag skulle ljuga om jag sa att vi bara klickade från första sekund. för det är så långt ifrån sanningen man kan komma. jag hade aldrig planerat dig i ditt liv. allt jag visste var att där uppe på översta våningen på berghs, i en svart soffa en kall natt, kysste jag en av de vackraste människorna jag sett … och plötsligt så fanns du i mitt liv.
liten, lurvig med en förkärlek till att bita...
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omfg, my English teacher showed us this video on Friday. This guy is my spirit animal.
IM SCREAMING. I WOKE MY MOM UP OH MY GOD
that was beautiful.
PERFECT
LOLOLOLOLOL OH GOD ROXEL AND AERON WOULD
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superbowlorama
spent the day at sean’s place, cramped into a tiny living room with around 20 other people, watching the superbowl, eating and drinking beer. it was hot, sweaty and somewhat smelly, but mostly fun.
now i’m back home, sitting and color-correcting plus trying to create a realistic shadow in the piece i’m doing for work. lucas is snoozing at my feet, keeping my toes...
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walt whitman.
Are you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose; Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal? Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover? Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy’d satisfaction? Do you think I am trusty and faithful? Do you see no further than this facade, this smooth and tolerant...
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vidare.
om det hade varit ngra månader tillbaka i tiden, så hade jag bitit tillbaka.
nu … nu vet jag bara vart det leder.
blodlust.
January 2012
23 posts
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twisted.
i’ll be the first one to admit it, i’m lousy at being sick. partly because most of the time i’m not really sick. a light sniffle here and there usually goes away after a day or two, and most of it doesn’t bother me more than anything a nice cup of tea can’t solve. i don’t complain, i don’t demand things and i deal with my own sickness and punch it out of...
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att gå.
cim skrev det här för ett herrans massa tag sedan, i ett av omklädningsrummen i kill-avdelning på urban outfitters. vi hade en bra dag då. handlade lite kläder. kanske åt vi ank-rätten från thai-stället ngra meter upp från affären, den som smälter som smör i munnen. solen sken förmodligen, som den nästan alltid gör här.
det lustiga är att förrän idag så har jag inte setta denna. jag visste att...
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happy new year.
i hope you all are having a great day. i’m about to walk the dog, and most likely buy a few bottles of champagne. sister is here, david is here, beard is trimmed, belly is full and suit is looking niiice. i have a few new year’s goals (thanks bella) set up and it looks like we are ready to kick it off.
i’m very excited for this coming year.
more excited than i have been in a...
December 2011
54 posts
x-mas day.
we got up pretty early, headed down to starbucks to have a somewhat shitty breakfast.
but we were happy anyway, because you see, what had plans.
namely this place.
glide memorial man. now, i’m not a christian or a believer but glide memorial has an amazing gospel choir, and they always preach openness, welcoming everyone no matter what you believe in or your sexuality.
needless to say,...
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x-mas.
today we went for the longest of walks. across the city, and then up to north beach.
we stared for a while at bags of meat packed in fat, apparently also called sea lions.
they made strange sounds and just looked plain silly.
“not as silly as you look in the morning picking up my poop though” lucas said.
i agreed with him in silence.
to ease the pain of being in sunny san...
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lugn.
jag är en lugn människa.
det finns inte mycket som gör mig arg. och det krävs en hel del för att få mig att skrika och ryta ifrån. oftast så tycker jag att om ger man folk en extra sekund så inser de själva vad sjutton de håller på med.
vissa ser detta som att jag inte är passionerad. som att jag inte bryr mig. som att jag inte är intresserad av det som händer. det kunde inte vara mer fel. det...