20 apr. 2011
18 apr. 2011
yesterday.
fuck you sannfinländarna-perussuomalaiset för att ni får ta er plats.
ni é pinsamma äckliga.fy skäms!
ful ful ful ful ful ful fult fula fulast fucking fula svin.
ni é pinsamma äckliga.fy skäms!
ful ful ful ful ful ful fult fula fulast fucking fula svin.
5 apr. 2011
today.

I WAS LOST. ALL THOSE FUCKING CARS. I FELT OUTSIDE THE SOCIETY. JAG VILL KLÄTTRA LÄNGS VÄGGARNA SOM EN INSTÄNGD. VISA TOMHETEN. INGET MÖTE BLAND FOLK.
I saw a raining city. There was an emptiness. The streets. The people.
It´s boring that people don´t care. It feels like people can´t take in everything what they have in front of them. no reaction.
People forget themselves in the noice from the city noise.
Really it´s sad when there have to be something strange and weird to show yourself-to move yourself.live.My heart is screaming and hurt hurt hurt it hurts my heart is hurting. Can you see it or not. All these straight lines. They are fucking with me. I´m bored. I change the structures. From now until forever. There is so much to do. I will never get bored. Because there is so much to change. Can you see it or not.