Moments Unsaid

Fråga mig inte varför jag skriver det på engelska.. men en del ur min "dagbok":

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While writing this I'm sitting in a train cart. In the bunk underneath me there's a middle-aged man. He's a Jehovah witness. On the opposite side of the room there's another man in about the same age. Apparently he's a christian who knows the bible like the palm of his hand, and he just made the largest bubbling fart I've ever heard.  Apart from having a two-hour discussion about the other one being wrong in their beliefs, they both snore as if it's the path to heaven. In the top bunk on the other side of the room there's a man too. He's very large and I would be worried about my safety if I was the christian. He's also moaning in his sleep with a dark and rough voice, I actually think that he might be having a sexdream, which at this point is making me feel quite ill.


Sitting here (Or rather crouching) Trying to hear myself think above the loud grumbling snores of the christian and the Jehovah witness, holding my breath from time to time in an attempt to escape the awful smell of rotting stomach-acid, and trying to not hear the fat guy moan and say stuff like "mmm.. put it in, you're wet in there".. I'm really tempted to just leap of this train. But that would be silly.. cause that would make me sad.. wouldn't it?



Personalizing common facts is like playing fetch with a cat. You will never ever get the cat to actually "want" to give the toy back to you. And you will never ever get anyone to truly care about a false personality.


I've had the privilege to spend my most recent years among incredible people I didn't think existed.. and some have truly touched my heart.. I have memories from this time that will stay with me forever.


When my time comes, the last picture before my eyes will have them all in focus.

I will be happy.


This is why I'm not sad. Had I been sad, that picture would have been empty.


I have so much to say and yet nothing at all.. I just want you all to know that no matter what, I will always remember you


You know who you are and you know that I love you all.

I think I needed that week more than I ever thought.
Thank you so much, still, forgive me for all that I caused.

<3 to all
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Skrev det här på tåget.. hade inget bättre för mig ^^' .. tyckte bara att det borde finnas med nånstans..
Cheerios =)


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