i jumped into a river

and the bubbles hurt my tounge.


so. i managed to squeeze a couple of drawings into this year, which means i've been producing a total of.. four? in 2012. maybe even five? or six? hm.

ah well i'm too tired to have my wits about atm, so i'll stay on that 'hm' and leave you with these:

'king of what?'

 'i think she likes me'

the lesser known zombiesaurus, usually referred to as the walking cold/warm buffet

packed lunch

how can life possibly be more than getting drunk and going to sleep.

fiddle with your brain.

the best swedes are those who roll on you:

so. i had a day offline yesterday. look what it made me do (note; this was a long time ago. i've had many a day offline by now. this is just one particular example. of course, i couldn't publish this due to not being online duh)
:

meh. this aside. there's nothing to report.

have a merry fucking whatnot.

this isn't happening

sometimes, i hurt myself on purpose

just hoping that one day you'll see how much effort i put into things.

animals

this

because i've heard it live three times.

the weirdest creature on earth has given me life

is there any way i could earn money on this?

thanks. i appreciate the space.

guessing. not even close.
it's closed.

i could buy a fancy dinner for all the refunds i've summoned during the past week.


...

soundtrack.

:

gravity pulls extra hard on you, doesn't it

some of the very first shots i shot with my new 5d back in the beginning of august.
money well spent. lol.

all from the same day. same memorycard.



and in other news.
i've taken on a pathetic excuse of a lifestyle after that fatal meeting i had earlier.
as of this moment, i have yet to recover from it.
it brings me down still.
i convince myself it's an easy thing to forget.
just pass a simple herdel (feelings), and i'm there.

oh. but wait. hold on still.

this appears to be one of those things my apathy and self-destructive ways won't help me cope with.


it only worsens the deal.


i'm stuck in eternity. lost in the past.
listening to caribou and crying as if i lost my heart.

i miss roskilde. i miss radiohead. i miss it all. but.
the tears only salt my tea.


add feelings to everything, be sure to stir it up.

and. i'm going to blow my brains out if you turn your jealousy-ridden carcass on me for this.

the good old cry.

drain yourself.

have yourself a good time

more pictures of old men.

utterly bored

yet pleasingly amused

just some pictures i fell in love with during the editing, yet couldn't find any other suitable spot for apart from this blog no one ever reads.

ENJOI