Monday, 30 May 2011

144

Some times I'd like to be more like him, other times I wish we weren't so alike.
One thing is sure. I'd love to be in a room with a bleeding poodle.

(these pictures were not taken by me. I wasn't born yet)

Sunday, 29 May 2011

143



Lotta came over, we listened to records and she made a wonderful package while I cleaned my room.

Today I saw
. An old man staring at a poster of a woman in bikini
. A pigeon eating someone's puke
. Two men reading books on benches next to the water
. Two couples kissing on benches next to the water
. A guy on a bike staring at the water
. A guy painting all his belongings yellow

Friday, 27 May 2011

142



I cut warpictures out of newspapers.

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

141



Some people like to wish me a merry christmas during summer, tack tack ♥. For some reason, the idea of christmas is a lot more appealing when it's warm and sunny.

140



Years ago, these two pictures made me fall in love with Berlin. My dad took them when he was about my age. I hope soon, she'll see me walking her streets again.

Monday, 23 May 2011

Sunday, 22 May 2011

138


Be here now. The world is magic. Magic is real.

Mr Bladzijde sent some magic and meowing to my house, all the way from America. Tack så mycket!