Idag va eg i et hus Ibsen har bodd i.
” the strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone ”
- Henrik Ibsen
Slutten nærme seg. Eg begynne å gå tom for ord. Tom for bilder. Tom for inspirasjon. Ein gylden mulighet te å dela ein sang eg har skrevet. Ha ein fin helg.
This is why I’m different
Sometimes when I close my eyes
I pretend
pretend that I’m someone else
and every truth I know becomes a lie
Sometimes when I walk alone
I pretend
pretend that I’m dancing
to a different place, that I call home
But then I see
the mirror staring back
everything turning black
I’m still the same
I’m no one else but me
Sometimes I find myself wishing I was you
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A song I’ve written. There’s no melody yet. Have a beautiful weekend.
” I feel like someone I don’t know. Are we really who we used to be. Am I really who I was. ” – Ryan Adams
Mest spilt idag: Ryan Adams – Lucky now, William Fitzsimmons – After afterall, Radiohead – Like spinning plates (live)

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Most played today: Ryan Adams – Lucky now, William Fitzsimmons – After afterall, Radiohead – Like spinning plates (live)
“You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness”
- Gotye

Eg prøvde meg på ein tur te byn idag. Og nå e eg verre. AO. Eg trenge sårt mær smertestillandes. Anywho, kom nå hjem me 3 nye tskjorter, et kors-smykke i tre og det finaste klokkesmykke ever. Egentlig sko eg kjøpa meg et gustav klimt krus, sånn som Mutti har, men de hadde ikje. Så neste gong eg e i Haugis, så vett eg akkurat ka eg ska kjøpa meg.
Mest spilt idag: Gotye – Somebody that you used to know, Zola Jesus – Skin og den finaste Trentemøller – Tide (alternative instrumental version)


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I went to town today, and now I’m worse. Ouch. I really need new painkillers! Anywho got home with 3 new t-shirts, a cross necklace in wood and the most beautiful necklace with a clock ever. The real reason I went to town was to buy a Gustav Klimt cup, like the one my mother have, but they didn’t have it :( So next time when I’m in Haugesund, I know what to buy!
Most played today: Gotye – Somebody you used to know, Zola Jesus – Skin and the beautiful Trentemøller – Tide (alternative instrumental version)
Mareritt. Igjen. Trommisen snorka sånn. Og det hørtes ut som om det va ein demon som bodde inni han. Ein demon som lagte høge fæle lyder, som sko ta meg med te der han kom fra. Te det stora mørket, og sperra meg inn der. OMG eg hate mareritt. Og siden eg ikje kan bevega meg så jukse eg med noen bilder Trommisen tok når han gikk kveldsturen med Leia.
Note to self: slutt å se Supernatural rett før leggetid. Uansett kor spennanes og gøy det e.


Nikon Coolpix P300, av Trommisen, e han kje flink?
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Nightmare. Again. My drummer snored so much. It sounded like there was a demon living inside of him. A demon making loud noises, and he was taking me with him to the big darkness where he came from, and locking me up there. OMG I hate nightmares. And because I can not move, due to the tailbone fracture, I’m using some pictures my boyfriend took one evening while he was walking our dog.
(all pics: Nikon Coolpix P300, by my boyfriend)