girl, interrupted

have you ever confused a dream with life? or stolen something when you have the cash?
have you ever been blue? or thought your train moving while sitting still? maybe i was just crazy.
maybe it was the 60's. or maybe i was just a girl... interrupted.

razors pain you, rivers are damp, acid stains you, drugs cause cramps, gun aren't lawful,
nooses give, gas smells awful, you might as well live.

skeeter davis - the end of the world.

you know, taking us for ice creams in a blizzard...
makes you wonder who the real whack jobs are.

if i could have any job in the world i'd be a professional cinderella.

this is one of my favourite movies ever. 
/ jimi.

breathing - is it for you?

xx nicco


Personne n'est entièrement mauvais, c'est que les circonstances qui les rendent mal, ou ils ne savent pas qu'ils font mal.

xx nicco

och istället för att plugga grammatik

SVT Play är ju underbart, jag kan se alla avsnitt av Mia och Klara!

xx nicco

the things you own end up owning you

i say never be complete, 
i say stop being perfect, 
i say let... lets evolve,
let the chips fall where they may.

i felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every panda that wouldn't screw to save its species. i wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all the french beaches I'd never see. i wanted to breathe smoke.

you are not special. you are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. you are the same decaying organic matter as everything else, and we are all a part of the same compost heap.

how much do you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?"

we're the middle children of history, man. no purpose or place. we have no great war. no great depression. our great war's a spiritual war... our great depression is our lives. 

you're not your job. you're not how much money you have in the bank. you're not the car you drive. you're not the contents of your wallet. you're not your fucking khakis. you're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.


i am jack's complete lack of surprise.
i am jack's smirking revenge.

i am jack's wasted life.

i am jack's inflamed sense of rejection. 
i am jack's broken heart.

it's a bridesmaid's dress. someone loved it intensely for one day, then tossed it ... like a christmas tree. so special, then bam - it's on the side of the road, tinsel still clinging to it - like a sex crime victim, underwear inside out, bound with electrical tape.

this is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

/ jimi

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

Såg The Curious Case of Benjamin Button häromdagen. Det är något så magiskt över den slags filmer, jag blir helt uppslukad av den, och ryser över hela kroppen. Jag vet inte om det är den bästa film jag sett, för jag minns den knappt. Det enda jag minns är känslan, och att jag aldrig ville den skulle ta slut. Samma känska jag får av Jean-Pierre Jeunet.
Nästa helg ska jag se den igen.

/ Nicco

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