The stars lean down to kiss you,
and I lie awake and miss you.
Osl♥
To the people strong enough to fight it,
and the people good enough to accept it,
and the people lucky enough to survive it,
and the people unfortunate enough to die from it;
we salute you.
We salute you.
Live in peace,
rest in peace,
I will forever and always,
always salute you.
Oslo, Utøya <3
Don’t tear me down for all I need;
Make my heart a better place.
The best of us can find happiness in misery.
Too bad I’m the worst of us.
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on Utopia? Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
Hai thurr. I’m having a wedding this summer, and I’ve got everything I need except for the groom, so if you want to come you’re more than very welcome to take his place!
The wedding is at June 19th, 19:00 in Bergen. I’ll try to make sure you see me. <3
He’s the hottest pretend-gay I know of. <3
Have I ever
told you
that I think of you?
That you swim around
inside my head
and that I
actually
care that you
never
were there?
And if I had told you,
would you be there?
Would you be with me
and thought that
it was worth the
short time
it would take
before you once more
turned around
and walked away?
Or do you
already?
Do you think of me
when you think
17 years back in time?
Do you think of
false words and
empty promises?
Do you think that you
could have done anything
different?
Do you think that you
never
should have hung up
when I called you?
Do you think that
you wonder what I look like,
who I am,
who I will become?
Or do you think that
it was easier this way,
better to deny the invitations,
good enough to post a card,
a banknote,
an all-done greeting?
Do you think that
a friendrequest
on Facebook
would be enough to
change everything,
make contact again,
be the person you should have been
from the beginning?
Have you ever
wondered
if I
knew
how you spell
your name
at all?
I totally agree. <3
