Still I fly, still I fall

Emilie is watching me from every direction. And I like it.
Grillade med några från klubben. Roligt, förutom att ingen hade några grillskills.Jag är trött och nu ska jag sova.

Once upon a dream

Silent winds, what do they say
memories are thrown away
we are post the past
we are before the future
once upon a time
was only yesterday
remember who you are
forget who you were
Inbetween history
could we just get this far.

Maybe sometime time will tell
Our war, we fought it well

reach the victory at last?

wouds healed with suture

but at the end of the line
we only tripped end fell.
I will remember from where I came
But do not belong there anymore
We will become history
and in the end we are still the same.

Everybody's Girl

Before a thousand grasping hands
In a glaring light she stands
Trying hard to meet demands
Everybody's girl
Defenseless more and more each time
Desecration is their crime
Vandalizing every rhyme
Everybody's pet
Becoming someone else outside
Hoping to protect and hide
What they smile at, then deride
Everybody's fool
Awaiting still some unknown sign
When she'll use her chance to shine
How should she her life define?
No one's woman yet.

- Emilie Autumn, Everybody's Girl

Sweet, not lasting.

97;48: NOW PLAYING: Best Safety Lies In Fear - Emilie Autumn

A collection of selfish lovers

Let's just say att jag har återupptagit förra sommarns foto/design-projekt som aldrig kom till skott. Vet inte riktigt vad det kommer bli av det den här gången, men förhoppningvis något bättre, mer arbetat, detaljrikare, finare och galnare.

Modeller/fotografer sökes?

You're not a prince
You're not a friend

You're just a child
And in the end
You're one more selfish lover.

- Misery Loves Company, Emilie Autumn

How bad do you want your dreams?

Your filthy heart

What I feel when I look at you?
The hatred
And how much I want to see
you lying dead on the ground.
And at the same time I feel
a yearning
This is more than I can get
my head wrapped around.

I hate you,
I despise and detest your filthy heart
But yet I can't take us being apart.

I want you
I long and desire for your filthy heart
But yet I want us so widely apart.

We are the same, but I don't know the rules to your game.
Who is to blame when both of our arrows hit the same aim?
Why should I feel shame when it's only your filthy heart which knows my true name?

Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?

Nu pryder en stor inramad plansch på finaste Emilie väggen ovanför min säng. Känns lite gothiskt, men vafan. Hon är ju the love of my life och den passar så jävla bra där den hänger. Snygg som in i helvete är den/hon.

Idag var det stan med alla kvinnliga medlemmar av min familj, vilket innebar shopping. Bl a så införskaffade jag mig de röd/vit-randiga strumpbyxorna på bilden, plus lite annat.

Förövrigt har jag fet Emilie-abstinens. Det är helt otroligt hur man kan sakna någon som man inte känner. Fast egentligen är det väl inte henne jag saknar, utan det (konserten).

Började på säsong sex av X-files. Hittade dessutom en deleted scene från ftf-filmen som gjorde min dag. Plus en massa bloopers om ni orkar kolla så länge... (efter huvudmenyn)

Just for a poem or another sad song to sing

Emilie Autumn and her Bloody Crumpets @ Musikens Hus, Göteborg 22/4 - 09

Exactly how old is that girl?

Makes my heart go...