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A WOMAN IN THAT CITY

I dont know what I have become yet.

I stopped blogging in 2011.My blog, was ranked no3 nationwide and was picked up by a publishing company. I now  Work as a  professional writer, and had no  time or drive to engage in a personal blog anymore. I also am not as naive as i was about the world when I started. But now,  I see that despite the surplus of bloggers, writers, twitters and the likes, people do not tell stories anymore. So here I a am, about to tell a few. Brace yourselves, it's going to be a bumpy road.

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Grudges

Pure terror. I felt his hand grabbing my boob from behind and I yanked myself to turn but then his other hand grabbed the other

How trauma is formed

I feel like I have an enemy who falsely advocates he has moved on when in fact his actions are hostile, aggressive and hurtful.

The things you accuse in me...

I understand you cannot go inwards. I understand you need someone to love, to learn to love your self. I understand you need someone to hate

Dead by 2020

In 2002-3, on a very silent night, I decided I could not bare the sadness that was gripping my throat and soul, and that the world was...

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