The whole weekend has been a lie - I truly had a plan to study, but whatevz. I was too caught up with me having a good time and couldn't have had it any other way. My friend Karl was back in town and we did a little birthday celebration and visited Treff performances. As usual this all meant drinking before, after and during the performances.
The next day was ERKI and a lot of fiishon.
He is like: "Stop sending me those fan letters!":
The most hipsterish underground (literally) place I have seen a play performed.
Bastion tunnels, scared the shit out of me:
The evening was quite cold so I went to EKA to borrow some clothes.
Estonian design to the max:
Musumägi had some very kissable cheeks:
As you see Karl is wasted:
Stick your tongue out like you just don't care:
I'm showing my drinking muscle and he is like "Bitch, please! That ain't a muscle":
Cute babe:
She is happy, because she has collected some bottles (in her bicycle basket). That's how we get rich:
"Viitsid vä?"
On our way we listened French rap and we got our swagger on:
The difference of being 14 and 21 is that you sit inside the Hell Hunt not out in the park:
In the night the Treff tent had a school-disco with all the classics. "Suusabaasis on tantsupidu..":
Someone has been to Morocco and it shows:
Theatre people, hippie people.
We danced at my upper secondary school. I didn't hold back!:
This time it was ass down and face up:
The next day was ERKI, but I did like seven pictures all together. We have elu.24, so why bother.
The most important for me! Triin and her outfits + My Mister and his music (see the last post that I did)
Model is worried, maybe she had left the iron on:
Triin hates colours:
I was like super proud over Triin and she is a killer!:
Too much fiishon, finally I left with a headache, because it was too much:
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