When I was 12 I was a sad sad child. When I was 12 I thought I wanted to become a poet, so I wrote and wrote and wrote until there was no more words to write. I emptied the tank. I'm soon 25 and the tank is still empty. When I was 12 I once wrote "My ribcage is too small for my lungs. I can feel my bones tighten as I gasp for air". I'm soon 25 and I still feel like that sometimes. » Continue Reading
A list mostly kept for myself ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 2010 Tokio Hotel (Globen. 4th and 5th of March, 2010) 2011 Linking Park (Globen. 14th of June, 2011) Festival (2011) Paramore Her Bright Skies Dead By April Håkan Hellström Bob Hund » Continue Reading
Life can truly be overwhelming, can't it? I live at home at the moment. I moved to a different town 3 years ago, but had to move back due to studies. I live with my parents, we have a good but a somewhat strained relationship and it's exhausting. Sure I get to live home, and my parents seem happy to have one of the kids back home. But i'm soon 25. I've lived on my own for a couple of years and h... » Continue Reading
So. Racism and white fragility. I always feel like i shouldn't speak on this bc i'm whiter than flour. My opinion on this shouldn't matter bc i'm part of the systematic issue. I'm not a racist. Intentionally at least. I don't feel that I hold any bias against other people based on their skin color. Yet i feel terrible. I feel scared and worried regarding racism. Especially my own. The one i was... » Continue Reading