musketeers

watching american pie 2 on my ceiling.
iik, longjohn and toffelito.

"regissören"

it's time to enter the cutting room. the short film "regissören" has finally been filmed, it's over, it's done. this week has been too much, too little, of nothing, of everything. i've directed, sometimes bad, sometimes good. i've also taken direction when needed. i've shouted silence, camera, action and such things. i've spent the nights having dinner with him and them, planning for the next day, never getting enough rest. i have believed in the film, and lost that belief. i've gotten disappointed. mostly in myself. but i haven't cried.

well, until it was over. people who have never worked with film will never understand, and that's fine. but the intensity... my god, i just needed a safe place, something to hold me down, hold me still when it was all over. but no one was there.

what now? oh yeah. moving and moving on. next week a new movie is being filmed. it's not my movie.

and yes, this is a sigh of relief. *sigh*

ANNA PHOENIX @ AE 7.11.2007

det var första gången. det var fullsatt. det var helt jävla fantastiskt.

isstjärnor

NI ÄR MINA ISSTJÄRNOR



"the cure is if you let in just a little more of love
i promise you this; a little's enough"

inflyttningsfest

//vi bjöd in oss själva, trängde oss på. vi plockade i och ur hans lådor, möblerade och hällde upp tequila. vi spelade poker om tusentals dollar men inte så engagerat att vi inte kunde glömma spelet mitt i för dans i horisontalt läge. jag sov på ett nattkallt golv hos honom och kände mig välkommen trots kylan och mattans ludd över hela mig.//








//edit:

och han gav mig musik. angels and airwaves bland annat.

"I, I can do anything
If you want me here
And I can fix any thing
If you'll let me near
Where are those secrets now?
That you're too scared to tell
I whisper them all aloud
So you can hear yourself"