Leading the sustainable life?

• Living in nature
• Becoming independent
• Growing and harvesting my own food
• Building a life with children and a partner
• Living with people equal-minded 
• Creating a small community with close-knit neighbours
• Having my mother nearby 
• Value life, love, family, honesty and nature above everything else

Only years ago I had a whole other point of view of the world. I was young, I still am, I keep learning and developing as a person. My love has taught me a lot and she's helped me realise the values in life.

I hope my dream is possible. I doubt it. But the city, suburbia, the hectic modern life, the stress, the feeling of being just another puzzle in something bigger rather than controlling my own life, I want to get away from it all. I don't know how. I feel suffocated in this world and I know I am not the only one.

Fortrydelsen

Jeg hader mine bryster, mine brystvorter er forfærdelige.
Mine lår, baller, mave og arme ligner dovenskab.
Jeg hader at jeg får hår alle vegne.
Jeg hader at mine øjenbryn er lyse.
Jeg har lyst til at brække mig igen, og alligevel ikke.
Jeg vil elskes. Men det er lidt svært når jeg væmmes ved mig selv.
Jeg vil være en anden.

Jeg fortryder det. Og så alligevel ikke.
Jeg fortryder at jeg ikke var stærkere.

Because I Can!

*Me making a sheep sound in the background*
Brother's girlfriend: "Why does she do that?"
My grandma: "She just does" *shrugs*

Dance!

Now I've showed you what I'm made of..

Get SET!

Elevator buttons - Turning a leaf

Slot machines - Odds

Fog - I can do this!

A's & B's in Exams - Leaving the classroom

Pros/Cons - Landslide

Feelings = Facts

It's just a countdown

Can't see a future. It's as if every second, good or bad, is just leading up to me giving up.

Tabula Rasa

Lobotomy, heroin, sleeping pills...

Give me anything

Knot

How long until it stops?

Icecream - I scream

I crave,- I want it all. I lust,- I need it desperately. I starve,- I want anything but the want.

It's too much and never enough.

Seasonal experiences

Observing the treacherous white snow, as it yet again masquerades like our most welcome friend, a friend whose beauty blinds us with a sense of comfort, concealing the painful reality beneath the deceiving veil, blatantly and unremorsefully hiding the true colours of our city.

Hello there, Bloggy.

*waves* I'm sure I will have an excellent time, laying out all of my deepest and most shitty intelligent thoughts on you. So open wide baby, 'cause here I go.