memory.

I have a very good memory.
I literally remember everything.
even if i say i dont, then im lying.
and on the rare occasion i can't bring an event or person to the forefront of my mind,
i will get super angry, and make a scene
nothing slips me
nothing leaves my brain

now some people would kill for a memory like mine.
except alot of the time it is a tool for destruction of my inner a thought.
a consequence is that i never stop thinking.
i never have a quiet moment, or a time when i can think about one thing.
everything must be all mixed up and messy.

like i how much i miss some people.
i think i said that in my last blog too.
i want to stop missing people and move on.
if only. if only.

another bad side to me is that i always need closure or i wont let things go.

you know what?
i dont want to hear how bad your life is.
if it's so crap, or you havent had the best time:
MAKE NEW MEMORIES.
new memories.
new friends.
new places, and faces.

just go and do it and stop complaining to me about how shit your life is.
because im trying to enjoy mine.

AND I'm seeing Angus and Julia Stone live in 20days. i am SO excited. BEST band in the world. <3

It´s been days now
and you change your mind again
it feels like years
and i can tell how time can bend your ideas

and the boys go on and on and on and on
and the boys go on and on and on and on
and there´s gold falling from the ceiling of this world
falling from the heartbeat of this girl
falling from the things we should have learned
falling from the things we could have heard

well it´s been days now
and you change your mind again
all the cracks in the walls reminds you of things we said
and i could tell you that i wont hurt you this time
but it´s just safer to keep you in this heart of mine

and the boys go on and on and on and on
and the boys go on and on and on and on
and there´s gold falling from the ceiling of this world
falling from the heartbeat of this girl
falling from the things we should have learned
falling from the things we could have heard

and the boys go on and on and on and on
and the boys go on and on and on and on
and there´s gold falling from the ceiling of this world
falling from the heartbeat of this girl
falling from the things we should have learned
falling from the things we could have heard

falling from the people that we heard
falling from the love we never earned
falling from the sky that should have burned
falling from my heart

peace xx