Sunniva Creative soul with a crazy twist

To Ini, easily my biggest girl-crush through the ages ❤️ 

Ah, she got a, got a

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face like a supermodel, body like a stripper

All the bad boys in my hood, they wanna trick her

Trick her..

Me, I just wanna stare at her ‘til my eyes fall out

Me, I just wanna, wanna lick her

I want to lick her

Her face, her heavenly face

Those eyes, those lips..

I want to trace every inch of her with my fingertips

Her ass, her hips..

The way she walks, the way she sits..

I wanna take her home, and keep her ‘till she comes

I wanna bury my head in her tits

Ah, she got a, got a

face like a supermodel, body like a stripper

All the bad boys in my town, they wanna trick her

Trick her

Me, I just wanna stare at her until my eyes fall out

Me, I just wanna lick her

Lick her!

Until her moan gives way to a shout

She got beauty and brains, she’s fascinating

She makes me forget about all the dudes I used to be dating

I want to talk with her for weeks

Be her one and only freak in the sheets

Walk hand in hand with her through the streets

I bet she tastes just like bubble gum

I think I wanna wifey her

I even want to introduce her to my mum

’Cuz she got a, got a

face like a supermodel, body like a stripper

All the bad boys in the world, they wanna trick her

Trick her..

Me, I just wanna stare at her until my eyes fall out

Me, I just wanna lick her

Lick her!

Until her moan gives way to a shout

Until my moan give way to a shout!

I think I wanna wifey her

I think she’s so, so worth the wait

and to be perfectly honest, I

I no longer think I am all that straight!

Face like a supermodel, body like a stripper..

She got a, got a..

Face like a supermodel, body like a stripper

Jeg har ett nyttårsforsett som jeg skal gå all-in for å overholde, og det er at jeg vil skape flere fine dager enn jeg hadde i året som gikk.

Kanskje jeg ser på 2023 med litt for kritiske briller (typisk meg-ting å gjøre i grunn..) for det har vært fine dager og stunder for all del! Jeg er vel bare litt skuffa over meg selv for at jeg satt fast i dyp depresjon så lenge som jeg gjorde.. Jeg trodde jeg hadde lært å takle dem litt bedre nå, og jeg kunne nok ha gjort og tenkt mye annerledes så jeg ikke røyk helt i bunnen av min mentale versjon av helvete.

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Men nå er det gått over i fortiden, og jeg kan bare gjøre meg noen mentale notater over hva jeg kan gjøre annerledes neste runde.. For baaah!! – Det eneste jeg vet sikkert om fremtiden, er at det blir flere runder. Jeg kommer til å bli både manisk og deprimert igjen, og jeg vil legge meg ned og grine høyt når jeg tenker på det, og kanskje jeg burde det også, men herregud! Nå skulle jeg liksom skrive positivt 😅 2024, det ene nyttårsforsettet mitt og greier! Ok, back on track: Dagen i dag! Den har vært fin!

Jeg vet ikke med dere, men jeg liker vinter- og den ultimate vinter-opplevelsen for meg er å kunne gå på skøyter på et islagt vann! Og i dag var Mosvannet i Stavanger erklært trygt for dette, yay! Og yay for min søster som inviterte meg med sammen med gutta hennes og Bibi ❤️

Jeg elsker å få være med på når nevøene mine lærer nye ting. Elsker å være tante generelt. Så takk for det også, søster min- at jeg kan smykke meg med den tittelen. De kaller meg aldri tante da, jeg er «Suja». Eldstemann klarte ikke å si hele navnet mitt i starten, og jeg elska det nye navnet mitt som han hadde komponert selv- så ingen fikk rette på han hehe. Nå er jeg bare Suja for alle som kjenner meg godt nok, og ikke for å kritisere deg mama bear, men jeg tror jeg liker det bedre enn originalen.

Leste en gang at folk assosierer navnet Sunniva med noen som er høy og pen, da passer jeg bedre som Suja gitt. Det høres liksom litt mer ut som meg. Passende for et lavt og sprøtt, ikke akkurat heeelt billedskjønt tante-troll ☺️ Jo, også er jeg Kaptein Dorull. Det er en lang historie, men det startet så klart med en sang.. Den kommer jeg ikke til å poste her, siden jeg skjønner at de fleste som henger på blogg.no ligger litt lengre fremme når det kommer til sin mentale utvikling enn jeg gjør.. 😉

We don’t hug much in this family

Ya’ll seem so damn successful

Me, I’m just parked in this corner

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Fighting for my sanity

(I’m sad to say: It’s such a losing game

I can do a lot, but I can’t stay sane)

Am I lonely?

If so, I’m so used to it, it’s kinda comfortable

Tell myself I can be my one and only

The sound of silence isn’t uncomfortable

But late at night, that’s when I feel it

I need someone to hold me, that’s when I need it

So can you..

Hold me, hold me harder

I can’t be on my side when the darkness creeps under my skin,

and seeps into my mind

So can you..

Hold me, hold me harder

‘Cuz it’s when I need myself the most, I am impossible to find

We don’t hype each other up

We don’t talk much at all

I have all your numbers in my phone-list

But it rarely seems like the right move to call

When did we become like this?

Have we always been this alien

Is there any love left?

Why is it that when I embrace you

It feels like some kind of theft?

Are we lonely?

If so, we’re so used to it, it’s kinda comfortable

Tell ourselves we can be our one and only

The sound of silence isn’t uncomfortable

But late at night, do you ever feel it?

Do you need someone to hold you, is that when you need it?

So can I..

Hold you, hold you harder

Can you be on your side when darkness creeps under your skin,

and seeps into your mind?

So can I..

Hold you, hold you harder

I don’t know about you, but for me

It’s always when I need myself the most, I am impossible to find

So can I

Hold you, hold you harder

Can you..

Hold me, hold me harder

Hva kan jeg si, 2023 har for meg stort sett vært et skikkelig dritt-år og jeg har enten vært manisk eller deprimert og stort mer er det ikke å si egentlig.. Utenom en stor takk til familie og venner som har holdt ut med meg dette året (❤️) når jeg har vært innom de to verste utgavene av meg selv..

Uansett; her kommer mine makeup looks fra året som har gått. De jeg har tatt bilde av i hvert fall!

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Hoka på salg: Kupp årets modeller til nedsatt pris

Makeup for meg er først og fremst leketøy som er innafor for oss voksne 😉 Det finnes egentlig ingen regler, du kan eksperimentere så mye du vil, og blir det helt mislykka er det bare å vaske det bort! Hvis bare alt i livet var like ukomplisert..

Tenkte jeg skulle skrive en oversikt over favorittene mine innen skjønnhets-kategorien for året som gikk også, men dette innlegget er langt nok som det er tror jeg.. Så det får bli et senere innlegg.. (Som sikkert ingen har interesse av å lese, haha, men jaja.. Poster jeg egentlig noe av interesse her inne noensinne..? 😅 Probably not!)

Ønsker alle en fin andre uke av 2024!

Ti år har gått, du er fortsatt like fin.

Ti år har gått og jeg tenker på deg fortsatt

Ti år, og du er fortsatt ikke min

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Og jeg skjønner jo at jeg er mer enn bare litt betatt

Ti jævla lange år.. Det finnes ikke tvil:

Jeg er faen meg besatt

Faen ta deg

Og faen ta meg å’

Du var kanskje min en gang

Men du blir ikke min igjen nå

Noen ganger vil jeg spyle livet mitt ned i dass

Har vandra hele byen rundt men ingen kan ta din plass

Og alle sier «Du kommer over det»

Men nøyaktig hvor lang tid det tar er det ingen som er synsk nok til å se

Og du har egentlig sagt ditt

Og med de orda har du røska ut det jævla hjertet mitt

Og jeg skjønner jo at jeg har solgt meg selv på billigsalg

Det er synd vi er født med frie valg..

Faen ta deg

Og faen ta meg å’

Du var kanskje min en gang

Men du blir ikke min igjen nå

Jeg skjønner meg ikke på det her
Hvorfor kan jeg ikke bare viske deg ut med viskelær?!

Og hvorfor måtte du si at du fortsatt er singel og at du ikke har fått barn

Når vi begge vet at du ikke kommer til å svømme rett inn i mitt loslitte garn?

Faen ta deg

Og faen ta meg å’

Du var kanskje min en gang

Men du blir ikke min igjen nå

For jeg er syk i hodet

Og har gift i sjelen og gift i blodet

Og du er litt for hel ved

Også er du alltid der på feil tid, og feil sted

(FAEN!)

De sier smaken er som baken

Men hvorfor blir jeg aldri lei?

Og hvorfor, etter ti forbanna år

Drømmer jeg fortsatt om å se deg naken?

(Faen!!)

Så..

Faen ta deg

Og faen ta meg å’

Du var kanskje min en gang

Men du blir ikke min igjen nå

Du blir ikke min igjen nå

I’ll be the first to admit it

Life ain’t always peachy

It can range from heaven to hell
and I’ll be the first one to admit

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that living ain’t always easy

But you and I, we made it this far

And we are still here

So cheers to us, and let’s..

Turn the pain into music

It’s kinda worth it if you can use it

So sing with me

Sing with me!

We are still here

It counts for something

and maybe, just maybe

Hoping against hope, maybe

That life might give us a second chance

So let’s open that door

And welcome this New year

Welcome, 2024

I’ll be the first to admit

The year that went by,

I never quite made it

And I’ll confess

I’ve been quite the mess

But you and I, we made it this far

and we’re still standing

So cheers to us, and let’s..

Turn the pain into music

It’s kinda worth it if you can use it

So sing with me

Sing with me!

We are still here

It counts for something

and maybe, just maybe

Hoping against hope, maybe

Life might give us a second chance

So let’s open that door

And welcome this New year

Welcome, 2024!

Cheers to us ❤️

With this song, I’m wishing all of you a happy New Year 🤗 In 2024, let’s live more, laugh more, love more.. No matter what obstacles life throws us! 👊🏼

Why does it make me so sad

Why does it leave me so hollow

Why does it hurt me so bad

I know I won’t want to wake up tomorrow

This is all I got

This is all I have

and it is..

Not the way I wanted it to be

This wall of all the words left unsaid

This wall we somehow built in silence

It’s separating you from me

and I miss you, I miss you, I miss you

Like I miss the one I used to be

The one you might have loved

Why do we spend so much time in the same room

Staring down on these stupid screens

Living empty, shallow lives

We say we love each other but I sometimes wonder

if we even know what that truly means

and I picture you in my funeral

and I figure you’d feel relief

I hope that’s how it plays out

I don’t want to cause you any more grief

Well, for now I’m still alive

Why does it make me so damn sad

Why does it leave me so hollow

I’m missing something that I never had

Maybe that’s why..

I don’t wanna wake up tomorrow

This is all I got

This is all I have

and this is..

Oh, It’s so not the way I wanted it to be

The wall of all the words left unsaid

This wall we somehow built with silence

Now it feels like the wall is inside of me

and I miss you, I miss you, I miss you

Just like I miss the one I used to be

The one you might have loved

(Did you though..?)

Please don’t come to my funeral

Just smile and sigh with relief

I totally understand

After all, all I ever did was cause you grief

Does it look picture perfect from the outside?

Well, it ain’t exactly what it seems

Just like saying «I love you»

Not really knowing what that means

and it makes me so sad

and it leaves me so hollow

and it hurts so bad

that I don’t want to wake up tomorrow

I don’t want to wake up tomorrow

You’re so sweet

Don’t lose that innocence

The way you speak your feelings without filter, no pretending, no playing games

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I’m such a heartless bitch..

Watching this go up in flames

I just want to feel it

I wish I could make it real

I want us to have it

I just cannot deal

The path came to a dead end

Can I go back to just being your friend

I wish it could have worked out

Wish we could’ve worked out

‘cuz I’d love to have a good thing going for me

But love is so much harder than they make it out to be..

Or maybe it’s just this hard because I am.. Me

You’re so beautiful

All the way to your bones

Don’t lose that light in your eyes

But maybe you should have had a closer look at me..

I am not an angel, babe

I might just be the very devil in disguise

I, I just want to feel it!

and I, I wish we could make it real

I wish I had a healthy heart

But I can’t seem to heal

You said you don’t want to hurt me ever

And neither do I, but it seems hurt is all I got to give

God, this is so depressing

So is the miserable life that I live

I wanted so bad to be the one you think you want

I really did try

It just seems like I am destined to fuck up

Love is so much harder than they make it up to be

(At least to me, at least to me..)

I really did try..

Love is so hard, and I don’t know why

I just wanted to feel it

And I wish, I wish we could make it real

Love, it’s so easy to want it

But why is it so damn hard to feel

I’m so sorry..

This is me talking with no filter, no pretending, no playing games

God, I am such a heartless bitch

(Still it hurts me so..)

Watching this go up in flames

(I’m ashamed to say this song pretty much sums up my summer of ‘23.. Hope everyone else can NOT relate to my shit-fest!)

He wants to know what I’m thinking

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I don’t say a word

Well, truth is I am shipwrecked and I’m sinking

My head goes SOS, SOS

but I don’t wanna be saved, no..

Am I suicidal? Am I hopeless? Yes..

And I know, I’m such a bummer

It’s just another, another one for the books

Just another suicidal, suicidal summer

It’s so funny hah

I can’t curb my hysteria

I fear life itself

and still I can’t seem to kill myself

All I can say now is

All I can feel now is

I’m so so  sorry!

My head goes SOS, SOS

But I don’t wanna be saved, no

Am I suicidal? Yes

And I know, I’m such a bummer

It’s just another, another one for the books

Just another suicidal, suicidal summer

Yeah, I know

You left me long ago

You cut the strings, torn off like a butterfly’s wings

and to be honest, I don’t care anymore

We are separated by so much more than just locked doors

You live on in a world I left

What can I say now

All I can feel is

I’m so so sorry..

So here’s to you

Keep on living, won’t you

Don’t feel bad, I know I hurt too much to hold on to

I am sorry for all the things that madness and sadness made me do

and most of all for how all of this separated me from you

These are the words I can’t say to your face

You don’t want to know what I’m thinking

All you need to know is, I was shipwrecked and sinking

I’ll reach the bottom soon, I’m running outta air

Just promise me I’ll never find you there

I’m so grateful you cut all ties

now that I’m the one who dies

I don’t know exactly when it was

that I could no longer look into your eyes

and I don’t want to see you sad

Now that I am the one who dies

I’m so so sorry!

I’m sorry..

My head goes SOS, SOS

But I don’t wanna be saved, no

Am I sucidal? But still alive? Why, fuck- Yes.

And I know, I’m such a bummer

It’s just another, another one for the books

Just another suicidal, suicidal summer

Yeah, I know- I’m such a bummer

This is is just another one, another one of those..

Doesn’t feel like I have much choice..

It’s just another suicidal, suicidal, suicidal

Suicidal summer

Suicidal summer..

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One, two, three, four

Mama said «pick yourself up from the floor»

Five, six, seven, eight

Mama said «Get up and fight»

I told my mama «It has always been too late»

Now I can’t seem to sleep at night

Can you hear the doors to my future

Closing like «clank-clank-clank»

This ride was hella expensive

I’m crying all the way to the bank

One, two, three, four

I told my mama «I’m sorry, I can’t do this anymore»

Five, six, seven, eight

Mama said «embrace your fate»

But mama, it seems like

it was always too late

Can you hear all the good men

Saying «Nah, too many red flags»

and all the good women shouting

»Red flags?? More like body bags!»

So it goes

One, two, three, four

Mama said «pick yourself up from the floor»

Five, six, seven, eight

I told you mama

It was always too late

It was always too late

Mama said «Embrace your fate»

I look in the mirror and see someone I hate