Friday, February 26, 2010
I like L.A a littlebit better when Melkehvit is here. She helps me connect a little more with other people here, that she knows.
Yesterday we kissed the barguy to get drinks for the rest of the night, and tonight she`ll sleep at my place if my aunt stabile enough to have guests.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
I went to Signe`s apartment today, too meet my friend. Signe`s mom was there, so it felt like we were a little European family in L.A (although i`m not in their family). I`m trying to do good things with Melkehvitt, she`s writing a list right now.. MM.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
I`m tired and it`s late, way too late. My friend from Norway, Uteerdetmelkehvitt, is coming to L.A this week. She`ll be living with her aunt and cousin, but I guess we`ll hang out A LOT. Wow, how I miss her!!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
I don`t know the real reason to why she is sad, she got what she needs (?): a big house, children, a husband, lots of maids etc. Maybe L.A is making her sad. Sometimes she reminds me of Anna Anka, so obsessed of being the perfect wife, mother, person.. Someday I`ll try ask her what`s wrong.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Photo: Signe Engis
Today I want to dedicate a post to someone special: Signe.
I want you to know that I think about you,
I care and I`m afraid. I don`t want you to get thinner, emptier, more scared.
It makes me sad to see how you feel, how you`re getting smaller, emptier, each single day. Take care, you`ll be better, you`ll feel better. Someday.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
So, has something changed after i started my new project?
Yes: i`m thinking more about the small things, taking choices for others, feeling a little bit more worthy.
No: Still drinking too much, wasting my time, casual sex, feeling empty and lonely.
How do you feel about yourself now a days?
Friday, February 5, 2010
I`ll be good today:
I`ll be remembering.
Remembering summerdays, rainydays, your body against mine, your lips against mine, your hands in my hands. Your words in my ear.
Maybe I`ll send the email I should have sent ages ago. Maybe I`ll tell him:
I loved him.