they look at my tattoo and tell me IHRA means game in ukrainian

+they are talking about the history of here all the time and ofcourse it is related to the now and politics. i love ukraina i love lwiw i love the tv at the place of masocism with lynch all the way+softporn blended with the state of violence at the parlament (states of witch japanese people wouldve commited suicide by shame they say) + i love yulia + i miss u

Title Choices: 1. STJERNESKRUTREKKER 2. Too Big of a Distance for the Inside Joke 3. But What About the Political Situations in Your Countries?

Baby (ies) on tour. Feeling like a left at home during war time-wife, living a fix-it-yourself-life. We forgot to do research on the political war situations in your touring countries. Are there any? I am wondering if you are sitting in bars yelling FUCK THE CHILDREN / JEWS and feeling unsafe? Even though you always look so good when you`re in the wrong place.

Here there is more RAM in my computer. Borrowed a starscrewtrekker from the most embarrased neighbor and also becoming one myself. Otherwise I am having too many Swedish moments ( = too much complaining, not enough drinks).

I drew a person with RAM from hesheits head, but then it might look too much like someone I know, or my brother, so I removed face and imagined yours instead.

On On

The book waited for me with real flaws and ranting.

20:11 20/11-2011 (Hei Luka!)

why i love my wife, in short and so far

her honesty

her good looks

her skin her mouth

her not so mystic persona

her writing

how her brain works

her logic

her generosity

her guts

her voice

HER

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"On the Road: The Original Scroll (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)" Kerouac, Jack; Paperback;

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