Smells like (teen spirit) Stockholm riot
I’m not saying that all cops are bad cops. I’m just saying that that’s what I’m going to believe until I’m proven wrong. At the moment, I don’t have any trust for them. They are supposed to be like our big brothers. They are supposed to protect us and guard the society we live in. Instead they abuse their power by beating us up, discriminate us and cover our bruises with strategic lies in Court.
The social contract we agreed and signed was fallowed by an invisible note which we never even knew of: corrupted Darwinism. In the name of law we say “Innocent until proven guilty”. But in the real world we’re all guilty until proven innocent. And after we’ve done our time, despite the fact that we actually were innocent, there’s nothing we can do to make it undone. What’s done is done as they say. And then it’s shadowed. Forgotten. And no one will ever speak up and tell the truth. Do you know why? Because we’re too afraid and too damn ashamed that this is the truth of the “oh so beautiful democratic Sweden”.
Unfortunately, we’re no better than any other corrupt country in this world. The law is filled with loopholes, which allows authority to get around the system. They made the system. They can commit any crime they want and never get caught. They are untouchable. This is the reason why people shout “Fuck the system! ACABC, Fuck Aina!”. And that’s (one of) the reason(s) why the streets of Stockholm’s suburbs are burning right now.
“Cop pull you over for no reason, beat him – Amen” Don’t let them abuse their power. Don’t let them abuse you. I’m not trying to provoke violence (I’m very traditional, I believe in the conflict of words, haha. And I’m a strong believer of karma). But if violence is the only language authority understand, then so be it. And if the taste of the authorities own medicine doesn’t taste good in their mouths, then I suggest they change their strategy and deal with the fucking problem. Because Sweden’s tired. The people are tired!
When I'm driving with my best friend
I went to the city with my fabulous friend Mandy today. She and I did some seriously expensive second hand shopping, had lunch and walked around the old town. I had a marvellous time with lots of hilarious moment and a lot of laughing.
back to reality
When you've been cleaning all day and somebody says "you missed a spot"
Ice ice baby c'mon
When somebody tries to skip in front of me in the queue and I’m like “Oh, no you didn’t!”
Operation 50 cent
That one friend
You know that one friend who always gets the hangover from hell? Yes, why does he/she always feel the need to go on Facebook the day after a night out and post a status that say “I’m never drinking again”. Damn it, it’s like the 100th weekend in a row. You should have realized how to chill down by now. What? Do you suffer from severe dementia? Probably… If so, that’s just sad. Feel better, mate!
Second of all, Facebook isn’t some kind of confession booth you go to whenever you feel like pouring your heart out with meaningless shit like “I’m never going to drink again”. Man up or don’t drink. I’m speaking for everyone when I say “Frankly my dear, we don’t give a F”.
Third of all, what exactly were you thinking when you posted that status? Did you think it would enlighten us in any way were you just hoping that we would jot it down in one of our “Again, we don’t give a F” notebook?
Haha, just kidding people! (But seriously though, stop it) Haha!
Doom And Gloom
When I saw this music video the first time I couldn’t believe my eyes. Our Swedish Noomi? For Rolling Stones? How awesome can one get to just be an extra in one of their music videos? Haha, the video is totally messed up and I like it. And the song? Well, I’m dancing while I’m typing so… I guess you won’t be needing any further elaboration, haha!
Let children be children
I’m watching a documentary about child labour/child slavery and some of that stuff is really relatable. You’re probably wondering how come, but that’s a whole other story. That’s my story. And now is not the time to tell it. Now’s the time to put a stop to this madness. Children aren’t supposed to do our work. Children aren’t supposed to fight in our battles. Children aren’t supposed to suffer because of our mistakes. Let children be children.