Theatre love-love-love

The stage is out playground:

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Night time

Just when I was on my way out...:

...a friend with a credit card yells "It's my shout!":

Homecoming queen

Let's get crazy, let's build a wall:

Looking at youtube video "How to build a wall"





She hopes that the wall will not fall down:




Tss, it's OK. (trying to cover his ears, so he would not hear the wall falling down):




Meanwhile. Let's makes some passport pictures:




Holding that wall together:




Okou, it's coming down:

Is it love or just Stockholm?

Are ready to fly? But why not, let's get crazy. Let's go by boat to Sweden:

If sea would be drinky and I would be a duck, I would jump in and drink my way up:

How many of us can you stand?:

Look, we found some more friends:

An error:

Vi älskar tunnelbana!:





There's no air like Swedish air. World's highest standard of living:

Fairy tales are nice:





Mirror-cracking-material:

Stockholm Gay Pride Parade:





He's so cool that even ice cubes are jealous:






Pussycat, pussycat I love you

Is it love or just Stockholm?:





Wilma Circus saved the world from boredom:





I may play the fool at times, but I'm a little more than a pretty blond girl with an ass that won't quit:

If you're going to hell, keep on going:






Life isn't Burger King, you don't always get what you want:





Look what the cat dragged in:





We reject reality and substitute our own:





Damn, those hippies:




Fab fyra:





Too much, too high. You smoke, you die:





The whole sea is our playground:




Talk the talk. Walk the walk:





I'd rather dance with you than talk with you, kalla:




next stop: Kosmos:




ongi noh.

It's a sin to be tired

This weekend I celebrated Christmas:

I've been a good girl all year round:

Sleeping beauty: she missed Santa this year:





We listened some Christmas carols:





Santa's little helpers:





After Santa had left the building, we took the party to the toilet:





If you're going to hell, keep on going. Peace:





We're those regularly weird people:





This poor lady can't remember her poem to Santa:





Come to the dark side, we have cookies:





Stupid timer-made-friend-pictures were right way to end Christmas:


HAPPY NEW YEAR!