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Mostly life is just as interesting as Ängelholm station on a Tuesday morning. It´s like nothing is even allowed to happen, as if everything is doomed to just continue on in old tracks like it has always done - but the opportunities I have to just fuck it all makes me crazy! The intensity that living gives me is unescapable. It´s there all the time. When I wash my dishes, when I bring the milk inside from the balcony cause the fridge is broken - it is there. Even if everything I do and say is accompanied by the greyness of November, of the sound of water splashing against the street from cars - it is there, it is there. All the what should I do´s and don´ts. The quiet echoes from time bumping against walls.

Some moments are so creeping silent that you just want to stab a knife right into them or fast forward them until the next exciting thing is coming along.

I make drastic moves just to feel alive. I escape everything just to be somewhere else, to feel different feelings, new sensational and overwhelming feelings that I haven´t felt before.

I am breaking up with Malmö again. The moments when going from one level to another hurt like hell, and I have them all the time as if I love them.
I am going home now.

Glimpses of someone else´s life eller skyll er själva om ni lämnar bilder efter er i Pildammsparken

I found these photos in a park. Imagine - these people were out partying - then they even forgot their last party pictures IN A PARK. Who are these people? Where the hell was I when they were having the time of their life?

Xpornstar

Guess where I was during the weekend?
Here your mind can be as colorful as the streets are grey.

Guitars

The same tone at many places. How the hell is one supposed to know from which one to start?

Fucking Finland

Usch. Nu drabbades jag av en sån där obehaglig känsla av att jag inte vill till Finland. Den kommer alltid när man bara lite föreställer sig hur det är att gå till butiken, hur det är att sitta vid middagsbord och prata finlandssvenska och höra dom där SMÅ CIRKLARNA gå i sina gängor, hur molnen far förbi på himlen som välver sig över ett land där nästan uteslutande FINNAR går på gatorna. Man behöver bara läsa en nyhet på x3m om att det ska komma en arabisk version av MTV och fördomarna och dom små "hehhe"-kommentarerna haglar. Jag HATAR detta! Jag orkar inte med ett land som har så mycket att gå igenom, som fortfarande tror att "det nog är bäst bara alla håller sig inom sina gränser", som har en genomgående rasitisk grundinställning bland äldre, och där man helt utan att nån ens vänder på huvudet kan säga främlingsfientliga saker i högstadiet, för att där inte FINNS nån utlänning i klassrummet!
Blä.

"Ångest, depression, rysningar, feber, hosta, trötthet och huvudvärk kan vara ett tecken på allvarlig kvinnosjukdom som också drabbar män"

Been working in buses, counting people, got to love it, got completely enough of it. Lost all content from my old computer, all pictures, all texts. And guess what? It feels great. Been healed, been sleepless, been sure and unsure, happy and desperate.
Nothing unusual.

Snälla barn väntar och blir utan

...eller den som väntar, väntar alltid för länge.
Hur som helst. Min dator har gått sönder. Jag har gått i stå. Här kommer inte att hända ett skit på en tid.
My computer has given up. People who wait, wait in vain. Make coffee or blow bubble gums, here ain´t gonna happen nada.

Blue Moon

Jag blir aldrig färdig

Smärtsamma övergångar

Jag har så svårt att avsluta saker, vad som helst. Jag vill inte avsluta denna kväll, eftersom den är rätt underbar. På morgonen vill jag inte sluta äta frukost. Processen att övergå från ett skede till ett annat är rentav smärtsam.
Jag är skitdålig på avslutningar. Kolla bara hur jag gör det här: SLUT!

Kärlek förlorar jag gärna i

...och så igen. En klockren beskrivning av min bortkomne vän Mikael;

Such a beautiful evening and Manda (of course) is in a destroying mood

Fast and pray

Forgive my indignation if this message comes to you as a surprise. AS IT MAY INTEREST YOU TO KNOW, I GOT YOUR IMPRESSIVE INFORMATION THROUGH THE INTERNET SEARCH HERE IN OUAGADOUGOUBURKINA-FASO. I FASTED AND PRAYED FORTHREE DAYS BEFORE I CONTACT YOU TO BE MY PARTNER.

I guess there mails are known to almost anyone by now. Poor people!
But this one took the price. He found my "impressive information" through the internet search, and even fasted and prayed before he contacted me!

Fjutte has something to sell

Dear People,

I am pleased and delighted to have contact with you via this medium. My name is Fjutte. I am a cockatiel and Swedish by nationality. I personally decided to contact you so that we can negotiate reasonably and have a successful business transaction together.

I have 150 kilogram of 22plus Carat Alluvial Gold Dust which I inherited from my late father, which I have decided to put on sale for sometimes now. I need a serious minded buyer who will purchase them from me within the shortest time possible. If you are interested, kindly indicate it in your reply to this attractive offer I have presented to you.

This is the primary reason why I have attached my Full Corporate Offer (FCO) in this mail you are reading for your personal evaluation and consideration.If my offer is acceptable to you, kindly let me know immediately so that we can proceed accordingly. Please be informed that my gold price is also negotiable. Please find below my Full Corporate Offer (FCO) for the sale of my AU Metal dust:

(FULL CORPORATE OFFER)

OWNER OF AU METAL--------------- Fjutte
PRODUCT: -------------------------- Alluvial Gold Dust (AU).
ORIGIN: --------------------------- Unknown
QUANTITY: ------------------------ 150 kilograms.
QUALITY: -------------------------- 22+carat.
PRICE PER KILOGRAM: ------------$16,000USD (Negotiable).
PACKAGING: ------------------------ Securely packaged In
a Galvanized metal box.

TERMS OF PAYMENT,
Payment must be made in cash or via Telegraphic Transfer (T/T) or Wire Transfer within 72hours to a specified bank account to be recommended by my Lawyer. I will patiently wait for your reply on the above subject matter soonest. Looking forward to having a successful transaction with you. Have a pleasant nice day.

Yours Sincerely,
Fjutte

Weird things from a Dutch paper

Cracked glasses? Yeh, why not.

Internet is hell of a good thing when it works but when it doesn´t work it drives you nuts and insane, just makes you stare at the stupid "försök igen senare"- messages and push the button furiously ten times in a row, while giving it a manipulating look "nu satan fungerar du din helvetes pissröv", makes you want to throw the machine at the floor and torture it, jump on it and scream at it, as if it would help in some way, as if those bugs would jump out of the system with their hands on their neck while begging for mercy and promising never to cause any problems anymore. During the last week one problem has gone into another, like several different stupid problems with different possible solutions, and it´s driving me insane cause I have fucking business to do here! As you can see..