SICK SHOP LIFE

black spot from my nailpolish on my carpet

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 19, 2009

Abel called me today – ”you wanna go out and binge drink all night with me?” well, what can you say – of course I will! This might be what I’m gonna look like while doing it. It’s gonna be fun. I love spending time with abel – he is awesooome. I hope it’s gonna be a good night. Because I had some nail polish spilled out on my carpet earlier. That spot will always remind me of this night and I really hope it’s gonna be nice to look at that little black spot on my carpet tomorrow.

kul i jul

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 19, 2009

”Jag förvandlar honom till en loppa, jag lägger loppan i en ask och lägger asken i en låda. Sen skickar jag lådan till mig själv – och när den kommer – så mosar jag den med en hammare! Ha!”

“kärlek är för dom” – not for me

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 19, 2009

I never really liked it – or I never wanted to I guess. But i guess it’s like victor said (Joakim Thåström is his god or something) “if you really think you’re ready for this anna, I will show you the best parts of his work”. ok, i said and started to listen to album after album while cleaning up my messy room. I think I’m ready! haha, I’m hooked. it’s absolutely great.

looking through old shit makes me wanna sleep – hopefully

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 19, 2009

always when i can’t sleep i start to look through old pictures. first picture is something i just found somewhere. don’t know who took it but i really like it. second picture is a funny one: to the left – me as a strawberry and to the right – sandy as britney spears. it’s at marias place in her beautiful kitchen. i remember it was the night we ended up at a after party with amy winehouse and some other weird people. it think it was fun.

tog du dem med storm ikväll?

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 19, 2009

Confusing night. I saw it coming but it was too nice to break, you know? I’m not what you’re looking for – neither of you. I’m not what it seems. I’m nothing but a pretty little weird kind of girl who’s completely lost in this kind of world. Ha! Or I’m just a normal fucking coward. Probably the last one.

wrong place wrong time

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 18, 2009

pics by me

wow, sandy told me something that made me very angry a couple of minutes ago! what the fuck. there is a person in london i never get to meet ever again (it seems like) but sandy meets this fucking person all the time! why is this happening to me? why am i not at the right places at the right time?

sneaky bastard

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 18, 2009

from fffound

Going to victors tonight – I think we’re gonna watch forest gump. I’ve never seen forest gump. “You’ve never seen forest gump!?” well, I know that everyone loves it – so I wanted to save it for a moment when I can’t find anything good. As a kind of backup, you know. When it’s seen it’s seen and you can never see it for the first time again. I hope it’s pretty fucking good now when I’ve hold it for this long!

Got a text from the one I said I don’t want to see anymore. I did it, I said no. Kind of. I said my parents were home and I thought they’ve started to notice! I knew he wouldn’t like that! Ha. Sneaky bastard – anna.

myamelie #2

Posted in hot friends by sickshoplife on December 18, 2009

pictures by: me

sunny morning

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 18, 2009

pics by me

morning glory. today i’m gonna make a gingerbread house (pepparkaksus) with my sister! i love making gingerbread houses.

and i like to write down something i made up this second and never look back at it

Posted in Uncategorized by sickshoplife on December 17, 2009

picture by someone really fucking awsome can’t remember his name right now

There is a dirty spot on my mirror. It won’t go away. It’s really annoying – you see, every time I look myself in that mirror I suddenly have a dirty spot on my chin that won’t go away. This is completely irrelevant but I like writing things I can’t stand for. It makes me wonder about things I haven’t thought of before.