#dob utca

[szepkerekkocka]

Az ukrán maffia legendája

A fideszes politikusok és a propaganda csúcsra járatja az ukrán maffia kifejezést, pedig a fideszes Balog Zoltán már évekkel ezelőtt megmond

Szép gyűjtés.

[budapast]

trafo #1

[streetwombat]

J’EXISTE

[rovar]

- Fun fact! Almost exactly a year ago I tried my first joint here. I was staying at your place and met up with some random guy from instagram at 2am. - Where was I then? - Dunno, probably partying someplace. - Yeah, makes sense. And how was it? - How could it have been? Nothing of course, I don’t smoke, I can’t smoke. I was just coughing and the boy was laughing because he had been high the entire day anyways. But I brought bananas for us. I planned those to be my breakfast, but it came in handy then. - Things you do. You know you can use anything from the cupboard, right? - Yeah I know. I bought some oats and raisins the other day, because you didn’t have any. They are above the sink, on the top shelf. - Good, but you’re gonna be the only one eating those. Anyways, what about the guy? He seems sketchy as hell. - He’s was a dancer at the time. We were talking about adventures, cycling, dance and the mountains. Summer plans. Nature. I had an online crush on him for quite a few months prior to that. You know how easy that is these days. You just look at their profile, find their best moments and the pictures they prefer to represent themselves with and it’s done. You are deep down and you have built the ideal partner in your mind from fractions of information you found on the internet. There are so many things, you fill the gaps, the missing pieces unconsciously.

And you fall deep, deep down. 

Now that I think about it I have never even tried a normal cigarette. Just funny ones out of curiosity. 

-Partly fictional conversation / 2017-06

[streetwombat]

Streetart, Budapest, Dob utca

[streetwombat]

[streetwombat]

message in the DJ

[streetwombat]

Guerilla Heart