- Jesus
- Love (friends, family)
- Art, to live and breathe and soak in it
- Fresh flowers
HappinessTruth- To run away and see the world
Keep writing these lists. Find what doesn’t change.
Keep writing these lists. Find what doesn’t change.
For my friend who didn’t want anyone to buy anything, so I just painted something small. Also, it says “For Julia, who always is so much laughter and summer and sunshine” She always has the cosiest late summer night birthday parties, it feels like stepping into a real life inspirational pinterest board.
The days when the world was new, sky bright and beginnings chasing endings, roadside writing and barefoot jumping where we shouldn’t
They turned auburn and sultry, sweet like smoke and pretty like stitches and open wounds and fire (Then all things died before they grew again (All but people is circular))
(What happened to the days) They didn’t change. But the lines in you face are there to stay and as long as you say you always have now you’re lying the way our hearts teach us from the very first day (about immortality and life)
In the infinite expanse of time, the sun will rise as brightly the day you die as it does now. May your bruises leak sunshine and your heart be sore from memories of move
The Lazarus trees will never teach you how
Days don’t grow old the way bodies do.
Look at these pictures and guess what time it is.
Or well, I suppose the title kinda gives it away. But yeah, Swedish summer for you. Bright as day at 02.35 in the night. And it’s hard to go to bed when you’re in love with the night and can have it without darkness. Also, I love painting when the world is asleep.
Good night wishes to all of you. (And even those of you who dream best when you’re awake, don’t be like me and forget to sleep.)
Because I realised I’ve forgotten to upload any of this.. Prom was great, but mostly due to the whole dressing up part, apart from that it was mostly a dinner and then going to the club. Graduation – I don’t even know – it was probably the most intense day of my life and now it feels like a dream, but in a good way haha. Anyway, let the photobombing start.
Aaaand the day of my graduation. I realised these pictures might seem a bit strange if you’re not familiar with the classic Swedish graduation traditions, but well just.. don’t.. question it.
If you’re in school, believe me when I say it will be over in the blink of an eye. Enjoy it. (But also remember that then the rest of your life starts, and that.. is gonna be good)
I just handed in my last essay. 2 days to prom, 11 days til I graduate, and I have no more tests. No more essays. Quizzes, presentations.. it’s over. And what if I never study again? I don’t know where life’s gonna take me, but what if I don’t? Then I’m done. I can focus the rest of my life on doing what I want. I can learn because I want to and not because there’s a deadline tomorrow. So I’m just very excited and wanted to share it with you.
And my last blog post started off with me saying I don’t like endings. You know what? Sometimes I kinda do.
Completely irrelevant photo I took a while ago, because pictures just make every blog post nicer, even random rambling.
To the future and beyond (look forward to prom pictures!!).