Bitchin’ in the kitchen.

a pool of red blood.
her lover says ”I stabbed her,
but she died smiling”

Home again. I feel really feverish, din’t like the fact that I had to work tho I said I have a fever coming. Hopefully I’ll still be able to work tomorrow, it will be harder to say I’m ill after been able to work for today. (even though I’ve been dizzy and all…)

Chatted for a while with my brother earlier too. That was my first task at work: ”Hey, chat with your brother!”, lol. He’s on his way home, he’s landing in Stockholm tomorrow morning. Good. I miss that li’l fella, and I could use his opinion on some things…