Happy new year

Fun fact: a significant number of Finnish people hate Sweden passionately, and see Swedes as their main enemies.

Swedish people, on the other hand, have no idea that they are Finnish people's enemies, and are normally pretty fucking indifferent to Finland's existence.

Who's winning?

Sometimes I want to pull a Houdini on this world.

It's very difficult to feel merry. But I'll keep trying.

Tired

Why is it so hard for so many people to not be racist, sexist or homophobic? Why is so hard? It should be so easy. Automatic. Why is it so hard, for fuck's sake?

And if these people haven't even learned to believe in human rights yet, how difficult will it be for them to grasp the idea of animal rights?

To be good is so easy. Once you've tried, you know.

#shame-based flashbacks

When I think of certain things that I've done in my life, my head almost explodes and I literally start to scream out of shame. (What a weird image.)

(It looks like this:)



(or it would if I looked like that.)

There are things that most people would find embarrassing but I don't. To me, it's not painful at all to dance alone on the streets.

But lately I've been remembering all these moments when I've tried to be something that I'm not - and I can't stop thinking that it must have been obvious to everybody around me.

And all these moments when I've opened my soul when I should've just shut up.

But in the end, all these moments are important. Without them, I would be less human. I'd have less to say. Being a writer, being a good writer, is about being able to set the shame aside - or maybe not, maybe it's about using the shame, owning it, turning it into something powerful.

This doesn't change the fact that it still sucks.

I'm gonna force it into you

When good things happen to me, I'm always surprised... left waiting for the universe to normalize things by slapping me in the face.