Deep blue...

I wanna give it all to you.

Soft-lighted mornings.

...the way you touch me babe you know it makes me whole, when you're fucking me it powers up my soul,I know it's ok, I know I feel like a I want to break you down and make you cum!


Heavy flow.

Hunter.

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Narcotic films for illegal fans and gin-tonic for me.

This and some fine art. That's the afternoon I needed.

Woof!

My name is Grimm and I'm sooo adorable, or so they say! ^^ I love to play and run in the park. I also love to pee in the kitchen, wich pisses Edi off, but it's fun for me seeing him wash the floor. =D

And hey, be careful, because Edi would kill for me!

Don't stop the music... ever!

What a weekend! Couldn't have been better, believe me. Lots of people, music, fun and two nights in a row out, just the way I like it! And I saw the Hives! I used to listen to them loooong time ago, but now I kind of rediscovered them. The concert was great, though we couldn’t see much and we didn’t reach our friends until the end, but at least we danced a lot. It’s surprising that I survived in the middle of that madness =D.

And, of course, today I didn’t go to school, so many tasks I haven’t done yet… what a disaster I am!

Breathe out.

… breathe out and relax. Relax and try to forget. Forget and enjoy the moment.

Breathe in.

And count to ten, then....

We love hitchhiking!

How to come back home having no money and being 300km away? We found the answer pretty fast. Against any convictions, Bulgarian strangers are willing to give you a ride and we could come home, or at least close enough, for more or less the same time we would have travelled by our own car. So, autostop is not dead, pals! The only problem is when some driver that is already high gives you a ride you feel is the last one in your life, going with 200km/h straight to hell… but we survived, shame on us! Hahaha!

This day and many others are the sweet memories that summer 09 left me.

My dream is to become an IKEA boy.

It was a very pleasant surprise to see the new IKEA catalogue on the table in the dining room this evening when I came home. The case is that I have no idea why but I love the Swedish interior design. In fact I love everything Swedish, the clothes (SNÖ is probably the best shop in Barcelona), the weather, the music… and as expected, when I visited Sweden this year, I loved the people… maybe too much in some senses.

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that one day I’ll have my own apartment and the whole furniture will be from IKEA. I would love my crib to have this relaxing and simple appearance, yet being very colourful and not to forget – cheap!

Writing this, I realize that is not that much for the furniture, it’s just that I really need my freedom and my biggest goal in life is still growing inside of me: I WANT TO LEAVE MY PARENTS’ HOUSE. So probably I just should pack my things right now and visit IKEA, don’t you think? =D