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Cute dog



No but seriously. I need to study but I want to read all the books in my library. Sight



Haiku


A fragile balance,
Between living and dying,
We walk every day.



.

If life existed before you
if there was cadence in
withdrawn vein before you
I do not know of it
for life did not begin
to perceive before our
souls were reminded.

You were always you—
pedaled whispers among
the great
bark automatons
and I
a figureless shadow
without a heart of home.
If life were to cease
and the skies were to fold
into syllables
we would still take the night.



Tea against the world

When in doubt, tea.
When happy, tea.
When cold, tea.
When sad, tea.
When sick, tea.
When no inspiration, tea.
When have to leave bed, tea.
When supposed to be doing homework, tea.
When scheming to take over world, tea.
When summoning minor demon, tea.
When accidentally starting apocalypse, tea.



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Sleep,
Now,
Under My Skin,
Make Sure,
You,
try to,
Conjure the wind
and ease my Mind


Somebody call out to your brother,
he's calling out your name.
Hiding under the covers,
with no one else to blame.
You couldn't help out your own neighbor,
You couldn't tell it to his face,
You were fucked up by the blame.


You coward in the corner,
confide in your father.
Let it out and say.
Let it pass away.


Wait, there
Pull yourself out of this state,
dear
Acknowledged that you were a fake,
here
From there on you might just,
Grow



uASGVKSJNDHGkjLHDaD...

Me on a normal day: I really don't think nutella is all that tasty.
Nutella: *offended*
Period: YOU LYING BITCH!
Period: Here. Cramps. You don't need those ovaries anyway.
Period: And i hope you're thighs are skinny enough because here's an unbearable urge to eat chocholate.
Me: *fetches Mom's Nutella Jar and eats it all up along with all the food in the fridge, my dog, and my bed*



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Grief does not change you. It reveals you



Kent och Nacka p-hus

Sitter och lyssnar på Kent och känner mig lagom nere idag. Skolan har börjat och rutinerna börjar komma tillbaka,

Skola, plugga, Jobba, Hund. Repa.

Skola och Jobb tar upp en stor del av min dag. Hinner knappt äta av all stress och när jag väl har tid så avstår jag. Det är obehagligt att äta när 150+ folk är runt om mig och skolmaten är ju inte direkt den godaste heller...

Suck, Jag längtar till studenten, då kan jag änligen komma här ifrån och börja om. (min chef blir nog inte så glad om jag lämnar honom på kontoret..)

Nu behöver jag verkligen dra ut med brädan, bara skejta. Men nej, snön är ju såklart ivägen.. Och skejta i garage är inte direkt samma sak, but i guess it's something.
Det får bli en tripp till Nacka p-hus i helgen. Ska nog dra med mig min bästa kompis Chris. Miss that dude.





lol

*hears noises at night*: well this is it this is the end for me I had a good life

*gets shampoo in my eyes*: I guess I'm blind now how am I ever going to see my first born child

*heart is beating fast*: I think I am having a heart attack is this what cardiac arrest is

*a cop walks by*: here I go about to get arrested I probably murdered someone

*taking a test*: don't take your eyes off of this paper you will get caught cheating and get kicked out of
school and amount to nothing

*gets a sunburn*: great now I have skin cancer how will I tell my parents

*tripping over something*: I guess my leg will have to be amputated why did this happen to me'

*period is late*: shit i'm pregnant i'm the next virgin mary