“I am clumsy, drop glasses and get drunk on Monday afternoons. I read Seneca and can recite Shakespeare by heart, but I… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“... because one day, maybe one day, if I learned how to write clear enough, sing loud enough, be strong enough, I… — Charlotte Eriksson Alone Copy Share Image
“Go outside. Don’t tell anyone and don’t bring your phone. Start walking and keep walking until you no longer know the road… — Charlotte Eriksson Adventure Copy Share Image
“I am not a finished poem, and I am not the song you’ve turned me into. I am a detached human being,… — Charlotte Eriksson Artist Copy Share Image
“I know there are days when even one single positive thought feels like too much effort, but you must develop an unconditional… — Charlotte Eriksson Curiosity Copy Share Image
“It could be yesterday when I was less in love I think For I didn’t see you in the mirror behind me… — Charlotte Eriksson Alone Copy Share Image
“I have hope in who I am becoming. I have belief in every scar and disgraceful word I have ever spoken or… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“I want to learn how to speak to anyone at any time and make us both feel a little bit better, lighter,… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“So they gave me love in form of poison and tiny little pills, programming my emotions, teaching me how to feel. To… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“I said ”I love you so much it’s killing me” and you kept saying sorry so I stopped explaining for it never… — Charlotte Eriksson Beautiful Copy Share Image
“So now it’s this thing I do. I go away, ever so often, by myself, for myself, to new places with foreign… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“But I was young and didn’t know better and someone should have told me to capture every second every kiss & every… — Charlotte Eriksson Alone Copy Share Image
“I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls with clean blood and organized drawers. I am the hurricane setting fire to… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“I was never afraid of the dark and I spent my youth walking through empty playgrounds at midnight, worried mothers telling girls… — Charlotte Eriksson Adrenaline Copy Share Image
“I thought that if I owned nothing, had nothing, was nothing, I would have nothing left to lose, and I wouldn't be… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“It’s the beating of my heart. The way I lie awake, playing with shadows slowly climbing up my wall. The gentle moonlight… — Charlotte Eriksson Alone Copy Share Image
