Pain whit out love-
Can`t get enough.
Pain, I like it ...

A songe that tok me whit storm. It was hitting me, really good. The song remember me of the time. There I was doing alot of stuff to just feel, something. for someone. Strange, now. When I am thinking on it. I now, that everything happens for some reassons. If not, I had not been the girl i am to day--- SO, here I am. Whit my mp23 music, a glass of redwine. If i hate life, it was so bad once, longe time ago. Now, I like it alott.

My first poem, is from 1999. It was written on norwegian. Since then I have been writting. It did not take longe time, to jump over to english. I am not a good writter in this languages. One day i might be....