Home is where your heart is, but what to you do when you're a heartless bitch?

Home is where your heart is, but what to you do when you're a heartless bitch?

Yes, deep-deep questions arise after months long apartment search, which hasn't been easy on us. Affordable/humane/less than 3 hours from Stockholm centre - the trick is that you can pick max two named qualities at the same time. Now we temporarily live at Jakobsberg, which has shorten my sleep-hours quite a lot, hollah to all the people whose workday starts at 7. 

Also we survived Eurovision period in Stockholm, which was cray-cray, I mean my phone bill is going to be cray-cray. 

Last week as a 24 year old, makes ya think. Maybe it's time for Q10 or C70?

tl;dr Despite all the shit, I still like it here.

Home for May. Very Swedish. Only Volvo is missing.

I mean how cool was that they turned pedestrian crossing more fun for Eurovision. Red light = Euphoria by Loreen and green light = Heroes by Måns.