freudian slippers

1 cinnamon raisin + 1 poppy seed bagel sitting in luxury hotel bed sultanahmet. full of wine from the blue mosque, kissy turks and slim eyed kitties. apple belarus coming up with finn, prioritized space in the bag for the dirty dog from the sun. digiturk.com, hot stuff jeg har drikt opp fet på min diaré jeg elsker vårt 2013 xes

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Feat. longer sentences from equally love-stricken wife on vacation in  this different part of us = Istanbul  The religious double price of alco and the over empathy mixed with too much aggression is making this a fast time of art and honeymooning. Our loose cat friends have more personalties than we can take without bleeding hearts and the dogs know each other in groups they belong to under the sun. Fake and real is a good mix in this place of hills and new bravery.  In the writing moment of bad / sad music videos on the tv, we`re finishing the second to last drink pretending to prepare for a third tourist day of group dynamics in this new oldest place. Omar is saying there are no mosques to see from the window and that`s all right cuz the tv can love love songs all night and cheeks are getting red. so red. so hard on the crossword bone. this is our postcard

something more important than nostalgia

RESOLUTIONS

Mother Therese`s day has always been the last of the year
and here we are on here fifty fifth with millions of beans and neverending circles
we are here in the middle of a house belonging to no one, coming from a house belonging to everyone

the tongue is growing and the cheezecake is beautiful. song is sung in swedish cus its catchy. pill is swollowed and may help for the new mornings general feel if for no smaller tongue. laughter is blended. lesbians and legs. tofuline!

teachings on the phone on how to smoke a pipe back in the days/ forever
3 stuffings with the tobacco, 1st with a babyfinger, 2nd with a ladyfinger and 3rd with a manfinger

the party is a gaaaaathering of the clean and the dirty and sourroundings have changed from crispy glitter winterland to water world with decorative lighting to this day of blades of glory. Pauls morning alarm is ringing and we realized we made it in time. Remembering the love and hate of twozero onetwelve, we take with us new knowledge into the last possible minutes. We now know that our liquids that have been taken away from us in airports was turned into window washing fluid.

13 must be great. we deserve no less. we crave for greatness and we will take our paradoxical resolutions into the future. u might go down with it. babes be warned

FEELINGS (RECORDED ON MONDAY THE 12TH OF NOVEMBER)

WANTED

In the drawing moment I was in a state of the ungifted, but I promise to never forget your face

BROTHER OF THE HEART: PAUL

One of the biggest hearts

A Paul of many talents

Of the best talks and great true stories

Paul is a HURRA everyday

I thank you and our Love Charl for the best times in the happy pool of hyper empathy

The words do not look like the thrills of this great Paul on this day of TRE og NULL, But I`m in the pool now and I can see Paul here feeling the greatness of Celebrations and Bicycles 

I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU

STEPPIN UP THE OLD GAME, AS WE PASS MIDNITE, ITS GRUNDY DAY!