Had a nice chillin' weekend.

This is my remedy for a boring friday night. Jägermeister and dried strawberries. mmmm.

........

I hate to be in love

I don´t like being fine

When I´m at worst

Is when I really feel alive

And I can´t stand to see

You happy people smile

Cause I´m a killer

I would love to make you cry

Bring Me Everyone

I need to hurt someone

I´ll give you love, then I turn you down

My work here, it´s done

They say I´m psycho

And should be put behind bars

That I am damaged

And my soul is full of scars

You shiny people

You should never come this far

Cause I´m a killer

I got murder in my heart

Bring Me Everyone

I need to hurt someone

I´ll give you love, then I turn you down

My work here, it´s done

Ringing bells in the sky

Is this the bringer of light

No, you fools, it is I

Run for cover or die

Bring Me Everyone

I need to hurt someone

I´ll give you love, then I turn you down

My work here, it´s done

........

3 weeks. I keep dreaming of you, dreaming that you're coming home. Sometimes I even think I hear you, scratching the backdoor wanting to come inside, but you're not there. It's getting harder and harder to look at any pictures of you, I miss you so much, and the thought of never getting to see you again hurts too much. You're my special little prince, and I love you so much. I just hope that someone has took you in and that you are safe. I won't give up hope on you coming home

Feeling so completely uninspired and bored. Feeling a low period coming, can't let myself fall down now, there's too much depending on my state of mind.

On the upside of things, had a lovely sushi lunch today, I could totally live of sushi for the rest of my life. So if anyone is visiting Uppsala at any point, Ayako's sushi is the place to eat. So fresh and the best sushi I ever had.

Oops I did it again!

I just can't help myself! Random shopping spree, and it feels soooo good. It's days like this when I really live up to the bipolar side of myself, the impulse shopper. It's a good excuse to use, it's a part of the bipolar disorder, and a part I don't mind. So if anyone were to complain about it, I'll just yell, -I'M BIPOLAR YOU FUCK, I HAVE IT ON PAPER. I CAN'T HELP MYSELF SO DON'T JUDGE ME, OR I WILL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL! Ok last part was stolen from Cthulhu, but I bet it would make a stronger impression of being completely mental if I add that. But kids, don't get the wrong impression here. Being bipolar is no walk in the park, and statistics say that I'm very likely to kill myself, so no need to envy me. Joke aside. Shopping is fun, fun, fun, and I could do it every day. I will probably do it tomorrow again, since I need to strut around in my new shoes.

Today it's two weeks since Robert disappeared, starting to doubt I will ever see him again. I miss you so much.

Calls for Cthulhu

This is just awesome.