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niio
31 December 2016 @ 12:00 pm
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moi, olen niio.
minä en ole erikoinen, olen vain hölmö tyttö, joka unohtelee asioita, on hidas eikä osaa päättää koskaan mitä teelajiketta karkkia leipää tai mitä vain ottaisi (tänäänkin seisoin keksihyllyn edessä varmaan vartin). olen vain tyttö, joka ei osaa puhua kunnolla vaan useimmiten puhuu liian nopeaa ja epäselvästi ja änkyttäen, unohtelee sanoja, saattaa puhua vihreästä kun tarkoittaa sinistä, ja toisinpäin,
on sisältä pieni runotyttö joka on herkkä ja uskoo vielä rakkauteen, mutta samalla pitää kieroutuneesta huumorista ja paskoista vitseistä ja saattaa vaikuttaa jonkun mielestä turhankin raisulta ja groteskilta toisinaan
(ja minä muuten inhoan ihmisiä jotka teeskentelevät olevansa fiksuja ja korostavat omaa erinomaisuuttaan käyttämällä sivistyssanoja joita muut eivät ymmärrä) ja inhoan usein myös itseäni, mutta pidän ihmisistä jotka eivät välitä vaikkei olisikaan laiha tai hieno tai mitään erikoista, joille riittää sellaisena kuin on.
take me as i am, and i'll take you as you are.
kyytiin pääsee mukaan hyppäämällä! kysy!

This one's for you, friend, if you like the moon, good tunes and old cartoons.
All good for you.
And even after a night at the bar, you watch the stinging stars, piercing you right in the heart. And you realize this may not last for long, 'till the ding dong. So you best go strong, sing songs, wear thongs 'til the others live on and you're born again in Hong Kong where you'll like ping pong, your friends, reading and the sound of a gong.

Well anyway,
We all look for one thing and one thing only,
And that's not to feel lonely,
So hold me.
I'll do my best to deserve your love.


friends only.
 
 
niio
05 October 2013 @ 09:16 pm
I was happy in my harbour
When you cut me loose
Floating on an ocean
And confused
Winds are whipping waves up
Like sky scrapers
And the harder they hit me
The less I seem to bruise

Oh when I
Find the controls
I'll go where I like
I'll know where I want to be
But maybe for now
I'll stay right here
On a silent sea
 
 
niio
30 December 2012 @ 04:30 pm

I don't understand about complementary colors
And what they say
Side by side they both get bright
Together they both get gray

But he's been pretty much yellow
And I've been kinda blue
But all I can see is
Red, red, red, red, red now
What am I gonna do

I don't understand about
Diamonds and why men buy them
What's so impressive about a diamond
Except the mining

And it's dangerous work
Trying to get to you too
And I think if I didn't have to
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill myself doing it
Maybe I wouldn't think so much of you

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niio
21 August 2011 @ 06:28 pm
Friends cut suoritettu.


Poistin ne, jotka eivät  ilmaisseet kiinnostustaan jäädä.
Vielä on mahdollisuus päästä takaisin,
    mutta jos tämä oli mielestänne oikea ratkaisu,
    toivon, että poistatte minutkin listaltanne.



                                                                      Kiitos ja näkemiin.
 
 
niio
17 March 2011 @ 10:31 pm
they say
the more you give
the less you have to carry
they say
the more you lead
the less you have to follow
well i'm weightlessly caught
in between this notion and
something else entirely
i am weightlessly caught
somewhere in between this
and some dream

 
 
my jukebox's playing: Tiger Lou - The Less You Have To Carry | Powered by Last.fm
 
 
 
niio
01 December 2010 @ 07:36 pm

















 
 
 
niio
24 February 2007 @ 12:37 am


Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: [kisses Clementine] You're pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don't ever leave me.
Joel: You're pretty... you're pretty... pretty...