Addison Faerjestaden Whore ❤️❤️

About Helsingborg

But—ugh—gets me mad too. Society’s all “ew, dirty whore,” judgin’ like they’re saints. Hypocrites! I wanna scream, “Who’re YOU to point fingers, huh?” Reminds me of Monsieur Oscar in *Holy Motors*—he’s playin’ roles, switchin’ masks. Whore’s doin’ that too, ain’t she? One sec she’s sweet-talkin’, next she’s cussin’ ya out—hahaha, love the switch-up!

Kronans Apotek Ölands Köpstad, Färjestaden

Track 7 from their album Like Hell. www.facebook.com

I sit down on a bench, and it’s like the sun comes out just for me. I take a bite, and it’s heavenly. I’m in my own little world, just enjoying life. But then, I see this kid running with a balloon. And, of course, he trips. The balloon flies away, and I’m like, noooo! The look on his face is priceless. I can’t help but laugh.