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6. feb. 2013

Blog challenge day 23

And I'm back on the blog challenge again. Hope you've all had a nice beginning of 2013.

"Something that you miss"








If there is a thing I miss, it is the time
I spend having road-trips with Mette,
where we sang Lady Gaga songs out
loud in my car, on the way to
Kristina's apartment. Not so much the
stuff we did in the apartment, but the
fact that we spend so much time together.
We had so much fun and it as so lovely.
I love those girls so much, and I really
miss spending time with them.

23. aug. 2012

Wonderful Friday

Tomorrow is Friday, and I am going to see my wife!! I really really can't wait, I've missed her SO much, and I just can't wait to run into her arms, hug her till she feels small and protected, and then kiss her lips ❤ I feel so empty without her. Even the times where it's only been a week or so since we've seen each other, then I still miss her, and is filled with this relieved feeling of happiness whenever I see her before my eyes. She really does light up my world. Can't thank her enough for being in my life, and making it worth living ❤

Today I went to see my shrink. She's so sweet and I just feel like she understands me. We're on the same level and we basically just click. Looking forward to see her again on Thursday.

23. nov. 2011

12 Days..

Honestly.. I never liked Medina. I still don't. But this song just describes a time in my life so perfectly. Exactly my words, just said with a voice that doesn't belong to me. But here it goes:
So.. If the person whom this is dedicated to ever listens to this, and reads this.. Well just listen. And then please call me.

7. sep. 2011

Like an addict


Like an addict I hunt my drug
So ecstatic I search for love
I am longing now for the loving touch
Don't you know that I need you much
Will I ever learn that you're no good
All the time I burn like you think I should
You set my body on fire
As I long for your desire

by Kiri Rehmeier ©

27. aug. 2011

Letter Challenge Day 14

A letter to someone you've drifted away from.

Dear André

We were like brother and sister once. We spend so many hours together when we were kids. We both had a fantasy which could bring the most of fun out of nothing. All the countless hours of playing in the garden with the little ones. Hide and seek, jumping on the trampoline, imaginary games, and swimming in the pool. Those childhood memories..

When you got sick, I spend countless hours worrying for you. Back then I looked at you as my brother, and watching you in pain was hard. After all we were just kids. I remember the party you threw when you had your last medication - I kissed you on the cheek, and I was so happy. So happy you wouldn't believe it. Unfortunately from that day on, we began to see each other less and less.

I often wondered how you were. How far you'd come in your life. I hadn't spoken with you for years, before Judas came along. We talked a little, and I found out how far you've come. I know it sounds corny to say that I'm proud, but I am. I think it's fantastic to see how far you've come. I'm glad that you're doing good. Really glad.

Rock on bro
Kiri Rehmeier

31. jul. 2011

Letter Challenge Day 11

A letter to a deceased person you wish you could talk to.

Dear Lisbeth
It's so unfair.. Your death was tough. You're the mother of my best friend, and you died before the age of 40. You died from cancer. A form of cancer that all young girls are being offered a vaccine against today. I've been vaccinated. So have your daughters.
I'm writing this letter to you, to let you know that you're really missed. Not only by the three children you left behind. Also by your husband and your friends.

My mum and you were dear friends. Your husband has moved on now. About time. It took years for him to get over the loss of his beloved wife, and mother of his children. He's got a girlfriend now. She's a good person, cause she knows and accepted that you were, and always will be the love of his life. She's nice. But now the deal isn't about your husband. It's more about Trine. Your oldest daughter. She really misses you. She has gone through some really tough times, and she has really been in the need of a mother. Last time I got to feel her pain of missing you so bad, was a night where she was sad. Very sad. She cried in my bed while looking at a picture of you. She really needs you at certain points.

I can't imagine going through the tough times of teenage without a mother. My mother has been a very important factor for me while being a fragile teenager. It scares me to think that Trine, my dearest friend had to go through that. But Trine is strong. Very strong. You have to be one hell of a hardass to do that! That's worth honoring.
So Lisbeth.. You've got some tough children. You did good. Really good.

Loving memories
Kiri Rehmeier

Letter Challenge Day 10

A letter to a person you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.

Dear Rebekka

We haven't seen each other in a long time now. We have seen each other and said hello a couple of time, but we haven't really been together for years. When we were kids we used to see each other every weekend. We were best friends for eleven years. Then our contact kind of slipped away.
I continued the contact with your sister Trine, but when I was 15, and you were 13, the age-difference got too hard to ignore I guess. We simply lost stuff to talk about..

I look at you now, and I know that right now we'd have plenty of stuff to talk about. The problem is that we don't. You have other friends now, and so do I. My mum says that it'll come back. She says that real friends just don't disappear. That she and her best friend can go years without talking, but then when they do, it's like they never were apart. I hope that's what'll happen in our case.

I'd like to say that I love you, but I can't. It's been so many years, and it's like I don't know you anymore. I don't know if I love you. I don't know the person you've grown up to be.
But one thing I can say with honesty; I miss you. I miss our friendship, and I miss spending time with you. I hope you're good. I hope you'll get a good start on your education.

Dearest wishes of luck in the future
Kiri Rehmeier

8. nov. 2010

Bevis dit værd


"Lige meget hvad jeg siger
har hun hørt det samme lort før?"

Jeg vil starte med et citat fra en sang med Khani, der hedder Isprisesse. Hør den. Den er sygt god. Dog ikke den hvorved der står Official video på youtube. Den gamle version er meget bedre.
"Lad mig starte med at sige at jeg ikke har set noget lignende
Du går forbi mig og jeg føler mig velsignet For med den stil, er det klart du bliver efterlignet Jeg har set mange piger, men aldrig en som hende Hvorfor vender du ikke, hvorfor kigger du ikke på mig? Jeg ville gå jorden rundt 10 gange hvis jeg ku få dig Du sidder fast i mit hoved, og jeg kan ikke nå dig Og jeg er sikker på du aldrig ville forstå mig For du er i en verden og jeg er inde i en anden Men måske kunne det være at vi endte med at elske hinannden Jeg føler mig så lille og jeg føler mig gennemsigtig Hvordan kan det være forkert når det føles så rigtigt Du går forbi mig, jeg prøver at fange din opmærksomhed Ved du at jeg kigger på, ved du at jeg er til stede Kigger op mod himlen og tænker at jeg ku tage dig med Tage din hånd og flyve op til et andet sted Hvorfor kigger du ikk Kan du se mig? Hvordan kan jeg få dig til at forstå hvad jeg mener For jeg ku tage dig hånd, og vise dig det bedste Men du er kold, du en isprinsesse"
To be honest.. Så har jeg fået nok af forhold. Jeg gider ikke være i et forhold uden ærlighed. Jeg gider ikke være i et forhold, hvis vedkommende ikke kender mig. Jeg vil kendes? Jeg vil være sammen med en, som lige så godt kunne være min bedste ven. En der ved alt om mig, og som jeg ved alt om. En der er fuldt ud ærlig overfor mig, hele tiden. En der kender mig så godt at han kan se når der er noget galt. En der ser bort fra de ting jeg gør forkert, og sætter pris på de ting jeg gør godt. En der synes mine små fejl er nuttede. En der ved hvad jeg bedst kan lide, og hvad jeg ikke kan fordrage. En der ved hvilke sprog jeg ville ønske jeg kunne tale. Hvilke instrumenter jeg ville ønske jeg kunne spille på. En der aldrig kunne finde på at placere kød på min talerken. En der ved hvilken blomst der er min yndlings. En der ved hvad jeg drømmer om? En der ved hvem jeg er. En der VED at jeg er en forpint sjæl, og som kan rose mig for at jeg rejser mig op af depressionen hver dag. En der vil støtte mig i den lange hårde kamp jeg kæmper dagligt. En der vil holde om mig når jeg er bange. Varme mig når jeg fryser. En der ved at jeg foretrækker en grøn tuborg frem for en sommersby. En der ved hvad der gør mig blød i knæene. En der aldrig ville såre mig, men som havde nosser nok til at sige det direkte hvis han fuckede up! En der lader mig sove i samme seng som min bedste drenge ven. En der respektere at min kone kommer før nogen anden. En der vil holde mig i hånden og skrige med mig til koncerter. En der giver mig et klem mens vedkommende skråler med på Volbeats 'I only wanna be with you'. En der finder sig i at mit livs kærlighed er min kone, og der gider at kysse mig selvom jeg sidder med en smøg. En der ikke har noget imod mit overforbrug af kaffe og smøger. En der vil give mig det største øl-kys når jeg er dingel, og der gider smøre min ryg når jeg er faldet i søvn i solen. En der lægger dynen over mig når jeg er faldet i søvn uden dyne. En der ikke tvinger mig ud i hverken sne eller sand, og som ved at man skal være forsigtig med mine overpiercede øre. En der synes mine smilehuller er charmerende og som synes jeg er smuk når jeg ligner lort. Eller i hvert fald lader som om. En der IKKE siger "Tsunami!" efter at have klasket mig på røven. Jeg vil have en der både kan kæmpe for sin sag selvom det pisser mig af, men ved hvornår han bare skal sige "javel skat".
"Jeg vil være giften i dit blod,
der giver abstinenser når du mangler mig"
Jeg kan lide en fyr der kan løfte mig op i sine arme og bære mig ud til taxaen når jeg er blevet lidt for stiv. En der tør sige hvad han mener, selvom jeg ikke er enig. En der kilder mig til jeg skriger i vilden sky, og som holder om mig når gyserfilmen bliver lidt for uhyggelig. En der kan bevise for mig at jeg er noget værd. En der kan få mig til at føle at jeg står på toppen af verden..
Jeg tror ikke jeg kan indgå i noget forhold endnu, før jeg har fået bevist at vedkommende kender mig, og vil mig. Ved hvem jeg egentlig er.
Det var nok bare det jeg ville frem til.

25. sep. 2010

De der dage

Nogle gange, så har man bare de der dage hvor man ikke magter noget. Hvor alting simpelthen virker så ligegyldigt og uretfærdigt. Jeg synes de dage er lidt for ofte for tiden. Jeg savner at magte noget. Jeg savner at magte livet..

8. sep. 2010

Fear for you and me




Jeg er bange for at tale med dig, men også for din stilhed. Det skræmmer mig at tænke på hvad du mon tænker og mener. Hele situationen er forkert. Syg og forkert. Jeg ser det hele som misforståelser oven på misforståelser, og du vil ikke snakke om det, når jeg forsøger at rede det ud, så vi kan få det på det rene. Så det kan fungere? Så det kan blive godt... eller i det mindste bare bedre. Jeg vil det her. Vi er noget jeg vil forhelved. Du betyder noget. Selvom jeg ikke føler jeg betyder noget for dig.

" I'm the invisible man, who can't stop staring at the mirror... "

19. aug. 2010

Kontakt og savn

Lige for tiden har jeg meget kontakt til min kærestes bedste ven. Meget mere end til min kæreste. Men det er okay. Har ikke set ham i to uger nu, og et kommet ud over det stadie hvor man savner. Der kunne gå en uge mere, og det ville være okay. Jeg synes bare ikke det skal nå så langt. Først når man skilles, er man glad for den ro man får af det. Så begynder man at savne nærværet igen, og savnen bliver kun værre. Så når der er gået tilstrækkeligt med tid, når man der til hvor jeg er nu. Kommet ud over savnet, og har vænnet sig til det, så det ikke længere går en på.

17. aug. 2010

Insecure...

The awful thing is.. I am so much in love with him. But honestly I am wondering if I should end it, before I get to love him too much. I don't know if I am able to handle a relationship like this. It's hard, and it hurts every day. I'm not sure I can live with it. I want to because he's so amazing, and when we're together it's heavenly. But when we're not... Eh.. To be honest it's shit. I can't believe a relationship so great can also be this way.

4. jul. 2010

Savn ftw..

Alexander tog til Schweiz i dag.. Frygteligt at jeg ikke får ham at se før den 19. Juli :( Savner ham jo allerede helt vildt. Hvordan skal jeg klare to uger mere med savn? Godt der findes Skype siger jeg bare. ellers ville det være 20 gange mere forfærdeligt.. Min Alex <3 .. Er så forelsket :i Når jeg ser ham igen er det på lufthavnen i malaga. 2 uger i Spanien med ham, glæder mig så meget. <3

11. maj 2010

Pølle



Ja okay, jeg giver mine kæledyr underlige navne. Men fuck hvor jeg savner at have en kat! :'/ En lille dejlig kat, der kan ligge og spinde en op i hovedet når man skal sove. En dejlig en, der kan ligge og se tv med en, og lege med ens tæer, mens man sidder ved computeren. En kat der tigger din mad, og byder en velkommen hjem, når man kommer hjem fra skole. Jeg kan slet ikke beskrive hvor meget jeg savner det. Jeg savner især min seneste kat. Han hed Pølle. <3 Han var det dejligste lille væsen. Han var med mig på mange togrejser, og jeg har stadig hans rejsekasse. Men så forsvandt han. *cry cry* Jeg savner det skønne kræ.