I got a thought today about my body and tattoos. I find it like a so called geocache. Why?
she come in my garden everyday and sit in front of me while I work on my sketchbook. she doesn’t want food, she just sit there looking at me. today I covered her in flower and we were both happy.
Maybe she’s your guardian angel.. I mean srsly. Just look at this cat.
There is way too much intelligence in those eyes. There is a goddess in your garden.
So I have a guardian angel and it comes in the form a cat. sweet
I am the girl who prefers to spend her Friday night curled up with her pillow, reading a good novel, and I am also the girl who likes to go out on a Saturday night and dance until the DJ plays his last song. I am the girl who wants to wear beat up converses and an oversized sweatshirt, and I am also the girl who owns over sixty dresses and too many shoes to count. Why did it become okay to say one is better than the other? Because I am all of that.— Ming D. Liu, What is “better?”
In Norwegian, you don’t refer to your romantic partner as a “boyfriend” or “girlfriend”. You say “kjæreste”, which is gender neutral and literally translates to “the dearest”.
and in swedish you refer to your boyfriend/girlfriend by saying ”älskling” which translates into ”my beloved one”
And in Finnish we say “mulkvisti” which means “one I don’t hate as much as the others”
You Aren’t Boring I Just Suck At Conversations I’m Sorry: a novel by me
I’m Not Ignoring You I Just Don’t Know What To Say: a sequel by me
I Feel Like I have Nothing Interesting To Say So I Don’t Say Anything At All And I’m Really Sorry Don’t Stop Talking To Me: the trilogy.
Today is 1st of October. That means, that most of Norwegian universities, as well as University of Bristol <3 just started taking applications for international masters.
It’s 5:30 in the morning and I am still awake. Two years ago I was also ill and awake until sun came up. I remember, that I got out to bazaar to get some new underwear and didn’t. So I took a ride all over the town. It was funny, because I almost fallen asleep in the trolley-bus at about 11 am. Funny. Oh, those old days. Ah.