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I miss this place, yet I feel like it's not for me anymore. I don't want to ramble and add cliche upon cliche so I'll just leave it here, where it should be (where I should be). Short and concise.

I am a sad and tired little rag doll today. Bright Eyes are coming to Sweden in about a week (insert squeamish fangirl-scream here), but I had completely forgotten to keep updated with my favourite bands and artists, and now the show is (obviously) sold out. I'm keeping my eyes open and fingers crossed for an extra show or lost tickets on ebay and the likes, but my hopes aren't high since it's Bright Eyes we're talking about, and my little bird heart is hardly the only one pounding extra hard for them. On a more positive note, I would very much like to recommend Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk (the author of Fight Club). I've rarely co

Last action as a premium member: feature. Photos that for one reason or another make me think of early mornings and morning light and coffee and breakfast and bedsheets and birds, because I love and I hate and I love mornings. :thumb173291672: :thumb125512674: :thumb169540240: :thumb96340573: :thumb166668683: :thumb69668021: :thumb140972761: :thumb160331438: :thumb106261438: :thumb157589437: :thumb117947336: :thumb145993723: :thumb142620324: :thumb133260748: :thumb101148149: :thumb153523591: :thumb151008968: :thumb156297272: :thumb144554488: :thumb137723529: :thumb111806089: :thumb96930365: :thumb137631274: :thumb131931278: :thumb15048891