Saturday, May 25, 2013

Past events4

Well what can I say. Life fucking sucks, because Mare is away and not coming back and I can't go there (and can't go on) and so on and fuck you. No motivation, no energy, no colours, nothing. Fuck it. That's been and will be my life forever, welcome home - to the bottom of the well.



29.04 - Babe is bach from Saaremaa for a couple of seconds.

Nightsingfestival

This thing looked too good to be true in the morning sun. I didn't drink it, because I thought Lauri is still after me and wants a revenge with my pee-beer.

Taavi. #32yo. What the actual fuck. 

The perfect day. Babe, you just went full retard!

While the girls were out (why were they there? Väike mees was playing and 40 y.o. people were dancing etc.) we got high. It was a fucking bad night overally, 'cause we didn't understand what was wrong with the girls and vice versa? Anyway we didn't get along at all. That's why when they were gone (again) a song caught my ear, from Väike mees. (Me kõik jääme vanaks?) It was their last song that night and the guitar solo was massive epic. I just stood and listened. Got a pic with the guitarist after that. He even let us hold his Gibsons and shit. Note to self - nice way to treat the "fans". Secondly, Sull's rival #1 met us in front of the pub and threatened to call us police, because Sull was 16. Badass, hehe.

It's all about the perspective.

Piffu's 1st personal cigarette pack. Life suxx.

Some time @ Taavi's again. Fucking donk night again. The "sauna" was a gas chamber (Lauri, trying to kill me again?) and we decided to leave soon enough. 

Saunaing like Finnish. Maks Hiit!

Goin out. Last night out. Last 5. 

Fucked up life. Spent the whole day @ FI drinking beer and grilling...

...some ice. 

Who the fuck could have it been?

Me likey!

Kiss me.

#Summer. #Beer. #Freedom. #Obama. #Grass. #Sun. #Camo!

This dude should actually need his own personal post, but fuck it.. Tommy fucking Lee from Tallinn. Ultra style, looks and character. Mait 2. Gonna form a band, where those 2 guys are playing fo sho! Anyway, can't wait to share some cigs and cans with this guy again. Why do you live in Tallinn? UNCOOL MAN, UNCOOL!


Sull bought himself a fucking Jornaado Tornaado or whatever with 30€. (The guitar, not the car or the chick) Either way, the guitar's name is now Joppantki. 

Hale munn. Ha- ha, 3rd grade in the beach.

17.05. Threw up @ R'n'R since I don't know when. Can't really remember anything from getting in the taxi and waking up @ Sull's. This must mean only one thing -  the party must have sucked = nothing to watch or listen to = let's get drunk. Estonian bands - you are so uncool man, so uncool man.

1 to several popcorn.

Katri's b-day. Went to meet Bri instantly. 

Cool chix. Jack & USAnna.

Web developer being badass again. 

Who? I mean.. WHY th... I mean WHAT the fuck is the point of putting a screw beside this metal piece of shit and hold it with a piece of rope? Sull you been drunk again?

Is it a mouse? No, it's an apple. Sull you been drunk again?

3rd grade in Prisma.

New buddy @ Sull's.

WHOA DUDE WHO THE FUCK SHOWED UP? Häm - häm.

Fuzette (Animal of the Night) is on the same wall with Mötley Crüe (Wild Side). Who was this bäädääss who wrote it?

Were high yesterday. Some dude, like Mait (but with blondish curly hair), was on antidepressant pills, drunk and just got high. The result? Epic crash with his bike -> he threw his whole niggawrap out (which was so fucking fresh and good looking that some would have eaten it if it'd been still in a tortilla or smth. Anyway, quite like "Hey Tommy check this out! What bitch, where? Nikki is making food!"). Actually he didn't crash. Just wanted to say Hi :)

Partying hard.

It was quite chill'n'nice, but sad.

So I was fucking bored and we played rock-paper-scissors. I won 3:0. Sull had to go to the chicks with a somersault and land in the "paint me like one of your French girls" stlye and invite the chicks to our company. Baah, but the guy left too early. Well, got 1 sec of fun in the whole day.

Oh, almost forgot about this handsome fella. Just. Just just. 

Monday, April 29, 2013

Friday, April 26, 2013

Bome #5? Post #3. Postbome post #1? Meeeh, whetever.

Been drinking every day since my babe left me. That has led me to a new group of people which I've been hanging out with. Well, it's Marek mostly 'cause we got drunk some time in Krooks a couple of weeks ago. Anyway when we were busy drinking...

This how funny we thought we are when we were shopping for beer. (Usually 20-40 Silku's per day). I have no idea where the fuck these guys can get money. But why should I care?

We look kinda same, dude.

... were busy drinking @Taavi's....

This place is fucking awsome by the way. 3 floor party house + basement with sauna. Could have made cooler pics but I don't wanna get busted to my mom. Hur.

The thing about this place is that ever since the women left the house, it looks 300x worse than it does on the picture. And we don't have a 12 star out of 10 pizza anymore. 

And the owner gets angry sometimes.

...were busy drinking @Taavis, (god, fucking finally...) Mare was busy hustling some Evil to Saaremaa. First package delivery failed, don't know why, (one theory could be stealing and doing, but I guess he will never do it again, because he's dead or so overdosed that... yeah. A new Hitler will born.) and the second package consisted already 10x of Evil. Sulev customised the package a little bit of difficult to open.

Delivering the package. Wrapping it up actually, 'cause we had to open it first, 'cause we decided to be evil. We got one for free, so. EEZY MONEY YO LET'S CONSUME EVERYTHING. 

Donkin' around.

So when we were evil @Sull's yesterday, we philosophed the shit out ourselves, but the package looked something like this:

Converse'i tenniste kingapakendus on paberkott, milles on kilekott, milles on plastikpakend, milles on tikutops, mille ümber on teip, mille sees on kapsel, mille sees on bõum, mille sees on keemia, milles on värvid ja füüsika, mille sees on elu, mille sees on muusika, mille sees on 100 veel asja, mida ma ei viitsi kirjutada.

Another things came out too:


Ma püüaks su kinni
Ma sööks su ära
Ma imeks sind
Ma lutsuks sind
Ma mäluks sind
Ma neelaks sind
Ma seediks sind
Ma pigistaks sind

Ma situks sind!

Sa oled mu jaoks muld
Muld, millest sünnib elu
Elu, kus on sitased värvid
Ehk siis sina, kes läbi sööd mu närvid
Mul on kõrini 
Nagu väiksel lapsel
Ma tahaks kisada
Ja pipart juurde lisada

Teeme hea näo pähe
Sest neid on ju niigi vähe
Kuigi ma vaatan üles
ma ikka otsin sind


Sa ei lase mul olla
Ja sa ei lase mul tulla

Palun aidake mind
Lülitage mind välja
Visake mind aia taha
Rebige mind
Kiskuge mind lõhki
Andke mulle viha!
Andkue mulle liha!
Sest mul sinust on kõrini!

I think this poem is about bome. 

 On the phone screen, this guy looked like a French guy with a French moustache. At the moment it looks like I just wanna eat it. "Pane ikka võid ka peale, ja ikka korralikult, et hambad ei põruks!"

This is just some random fury. (The thing about being in the Evil zone, you just do bad, destroying, evil things subconsciously. Not the first time though, but this thing develops. It's not that fun at all anymore.) This logo could be Bome's logo. You're a fucked X between the umm. Evil's parallel. Ooo, badass.

Anyway, when the Evil was starting to wear out WHOYOUGONNA CALL?
Yep, you gessed it! :)


Love you!

MAREEEEEEEEE......















...... K. :) 

Sorry babe. 

Marek brought us some booze and the night went on. Got 3 hours of no sleep before my Sixx: A.M. 10 hour work day but it's cool. Yeah, I feed the sick now. Not literally.











Smartphone 123!

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Past events3

Nothing much. Whole lotta lovin' n' donkin' 'n' 'ts it nagu. 

 Woman.

Went grillin'. Hun is swaggin' badass with a flat tire and firewood.



Life sucks so hard that this guy cries shit.

Haige jõnglane ikka! Või Märt sina või? 

Baby left me again. 

My new accessory. 

Peculiar.