
mood




I just hated when I wake up in the morning and trump will be president. I also don’t like when people tell me that I shouldn’t be bothered with America… Because I’m not American. Let me illustrate


recent developments have confirmed my suspicion that there is something severly broken with humans.. something on the emotional/empathic side of things.
I can only stress what I have felt or years: Fuck you!
you people deserve tyranny and I hope your life is miserable and full of suffering.. fuck all of you and please don’t die.. I want you to suffer and realize what cunts you are. You don’t deserve freedom or democracy, you are the shitstains of society.. taking everything and never give back. I piss in your general direction. Fuck you!!! Fuck your children and I hope you witness them being ground up by the machine you just enabled. Watch how the life is sucked out of them. Watch while they turn against you.. because they will. They always come for you.. and I hope I will be there to watch when they do.
To all the others: I am sorry. I love you.
There are times when I’m just happy that Dexter exists because he’s almost 4 years old and still behaves like a young dog, full of energy.
Unlike Grace, the quiet empress in the background that only acts when it’s necessary.
but sometimes he just surprises me when he seems to be immersed in really deep thoughts

And recently he sat at the dog beach and it just reminded me of one of those scenes in Ghost of Tsushima, where the protagonist has to take a break, take it all and write a haiku based on his emotions.

I wonder what goes on inside his brain
A friend of mine gifted him a little friend yesterday. This was the first drive in the car where he didn’t try to crawl in the front and sit next to me.
The friend has not been seen without him (except for dinner, he didn’t invite him for food!)



