Saturday, 28 May 2011

Sometimes the two of you may feel as though, if you walk into a party, someone will inevitably have a crisis within ten minutes. But the power and emotional depth the relationship conveys to others reflects the unusual and complex nature of your bond.

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

SPENDING PANTS

(tettbuska referansefelt introduserer LILL APOCALYPSE)


lill apocalypse is here to bleed with you. We are in this together, my big love aka NO LOL OMAR. Too hot to eat.


IT HAS TO BE IN ENGLISH


FYFAENFYFAENSØØTFYFAEN


heartache and pain with everything to gain, all spelling mistakes and fun, for never to and to always be on the run.


Pushing the writing pulling the stitches. Kissing and knowing and telling - this has never been about the spelling. This is easy. Life is about the thrills and falling in pieces. To promise never to write a tender thesis.


It is so easy being honest, no, now that is a lie. cherry cherry pumpkin pie. Why run on the grass when you can smash her pretty face down in the asphalt. I`m telling you - certain thing can`t be written in a tattoo. I don`t believe in taboo or important man in an important shoe.


Preparing for disappointment is like holding in the diarè: WE ARE WAITING AND WE ARE USED TO THE FEELING OF SHAMEFUL RELIEF.


dancing dancing sitting still. curly bones but with a head out in he sun.


Hvorfor vil han aldri mere bli den konge vi vil ha?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!


185018501850185018501850185018501850185018501850185018501850185018501850185018501850185018501850kneskål der er han jo old enough to crack a brick INN INN INN we never promised u one kira lill as kommer fra nesodden as kom hit a kom hit a you sit there i wait for you outside when you go outside i wait. Pass på nå jenter, så dere ikke lar blindtarmene lede dere inn på livets langkjedelige veier. Best å fjerne for så å fokusere. forn æ r m e vs forundre.


(not) automatic writings to J about time that flies more than it hangs, unlike the bat. It might be pure mescaline but maybe not pure romance. Do I have a chance?


Oh so this is your spending pants? Yes, and I intend to buy you with them and wear them all through the love time. Physically challenged mentally corrupt. The bleeding age of jumping out windows. Yellow drinks with lesser warm water and beige hair in eye. Happy sick people not looking like paintings. Not enough for a real song based on movie ideas. What is the most used, YES is the most thought. Diamonds in the ground and on working men`s caps. (Nice nigger) A dot is a dot, not a social invitation. A friend in pee is a friend you see. Dirty lyrics with specific friction description. Fixing hearts not focusing on the broken body parts just the horoscope of the day, not being able to cry on the bus seat, but happily drooling on the pillow sheet. There is no such thing as a last chance or a pretty enough lover material. Fractions of good gangsta thoughts. I want you to love me for my good looks and mystic persona. My lower region is so pretty that you try to crush your feet . Let`s repeat. working the stare on the street the gaze in the face finding the blue blood in the junk line.

Thursday, 12 May 2011

leaving the countryside. paradoxically thats to offline-mode. band and booze. dear ihra, happy day on the openings of art, wish i could be there to poison their drinks. kiss kiss

Monday, 9 May 2011

This one for Caravaggio



this is the most crazy day in my whole lyfe. we have been meeting on the interweb and we have been touching upon things so touchy still so mental, so rare still so in yr face-obvious and i had to walk to the kiwi just to try get it in and around town becus my brain isnt used to work with too much as i have been a ticketseller the last year. also i have been taking some oksykodon which was very pleasing and giving it all a touch of safe/ love/ home


i want to drop some lines for lil apocalypse


wish u could hear me beatbox as i do this


youre the better trick
youre the lil apocalypse
youre the blood on my lips
and the scar below my tits


i can look into yr eyes
and i forget the other guys
even when on skype
with you time just flies


youre the one who knows im real
that its true the way i feel
that im a hundred procent
that what i do is real meant


i love you till the end
and the end is you
youre the lil apocalypse
ill hold on as long as u do


for my bride IHRA LILL, my best friend and true lover

Saturday, 7 May 2011

well i guess we will be talking in english. could ofcourse be norwegian if we feel like it one day or afrikaans even. were old enough to choose as to crack teeth. today ive been cracking so much codeinephosphate that i cant remember last time i went to the toilet upstairs. but this post will not be about drug-abuse this Hello. the thing is i could use some ihra advice on how to let this blog behave but i cant seem to find u online and this is a weird way to be communicating oh i really do hope its like we can make a user for u so that we get different names and all