Silver & Titanium

My birthday gift to one of my best friends.
I made an 'Ohm' necklace in silver & colored titanium, and the glassbeads was handmade by a classmate ^^
I love the result, and I love my girl.

Would You Buy This?

Do you believe in god?
Did you ever lie to your mother?
Do you like cake?
Do you have problems falling asleep?
What is your favourite colour?
Are you afraid of certain noises?
If you were an object, what would you be?
Do you eat too much?
Would you buy this?
Are you politically active?
Do you feel aggressive sometimes?
Are you nervous?
If you were an animal, what would you be?
Are you afraid of losing control?
Do you suffer from headaches?
Would you buy this?
Do you wear blue jeans in the office?
Do you like flowers?
Are you afraid of water?
Do you sometimes wish you were another person?
Do you masturbate?
Would you buy this?
Did you believe in santa claus?
Did you ever kill an animal on purpose?
Are you afraid of hurting someone?
Did you ever dismiss somebody?
Would you buy this?
Did you ever dream you could fly?
Are you afraid of fire?
Do you like music?
Did you ever get water up your nose?
Would you buy this?
Are you afraid of spiders?
Did you ever have sex with a person you didn't know?
Would you buy this?
Do you like reality shows?
Would you buy this?
Would you buy this?

Nothing Is Something Worth Doing

If a person can be in love with a song,
then I'm in love with this one right now.
I hear it in my head all the time.
It feels like electricity is running through my body
& I can't stop smiling.

Pins & Needles

FINALLY!

I've got The Birthday Massacre's new album Pins and Needles.
And I love it. LOVE it.

I'll probably be lost in this album for a while now.

Hang With Me

Will you tell me once again
How we're gonna be just friends?
If you're for real and not pretend
Then I guess you can hang with me

When my patience wearing thin
When I'm ready to give in
Will you pick me up again?
Then I guess you can hang with me

And if you do me right
I'm gonna do right by you
And if you keep it tight
I'm gonna confide in you
I know what's on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me

Just don't fall
Recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it's gonna be
All heartbreak
Blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree
Oh, you can hang with me

When you see me drift astray
Outta touch and outta place
Will you tell me to my face?
Then I guess you can hang with me

And if you do me right
I'm gonna do right by you
And if you keep it tight
I'm gonna confide in you
I know what's on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me

Just don't fall
Recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it's gonna be
All heartbreak
Blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree
Oh, you can hang with me

Love is Weird

So, this love thing.
What about it?

People often ask me why I don't have a partner.
I often answer that I choose not to have one.
When people ask me that I feel like a freak.
Like.. it's so goddamn easy for people to fall and be in love. But not for me.
And like the fucking purpose of life is to have a partner. Bullshit!
I'd rather be alone/sex-crazed whore my whole life than being with someone just
for the sake of it. I get anxiety just thinking about it, the walls close in on me.
I don't understand people who stay in relationships with someone they're not in love with,
or even miserable with - just because it's 'comfortble'.
And another thing, these fucking rules we make up, like we own eachother?
'You can't do this and that'. 'You can't look at another man 'cause then you don't love me'.
BULLSHIT.

I seemingly can't be in love unless it's destructive in some way.
Does this mean that I don't like myself?
Does it mean that I'm a sadistic freak?
Does it mean that I'm afraid of letting anyone in?
Is it because of my growing-up-experienses?
Or is it simply because I am too passionate, too complicated, too sensitive?
Or maybe it doesn't mean anything. Maybe this is just the way the cookie crumbles.

Or is it that when we fall in love, we're just falling in love with ourselves?
Do I only fall in love with emotionally fucktards because I am one myself,
and that's why it always ends up being a mess?
I sometimes wonder just how many hearts I've broken. It's not a pleasant thought.
Maybe it's karma coming my way?

I have what they call 'relationship-phobia'.
For a girl like me it's easier to obsess over someone who is unavailable.
Any man who feels available is someone to run away from, or push away.
This is one of the effects of emotional incest.

"Codependence is a disease which involves the being's emotional defense system being
dysfunctional to the extent that it breaks our hearts and destroys our ability to Love and be Loved,
wounds our souls by denying us access to our Spiritual Self, and scrambles our minds so thoroughly
that it causes our minds to become our own worst enemies."


Fuck it.
I'm going to create,
for my heart to mend.
I'm going to paint,
my heartbreak away.
I'm cutting my fingers with silver glitter,
bleeding my pain away.
And I'm gonna sprinkle all of my heart, all of my heart,
on my art.

Love is just.. weird.

Forest Star photos

I'm sorry about the REALLY bad quality, I took all the pics with my phone.

And these photos below are (obviously) not mine!
This great photographer took lots of beautiful pictures.


photo: Pierre E


photo: Pierre E


photo: Pierre E


photo: Pierre E


photo: Pierre E

I get goosebumps everytime I look at the photos.
Aaaah. So pretty.