belgrade, serbia, january 18th 2018, i wish they ram it up some serbian cunt instead

now that major holidays are over some serbs need to find ways to vent their aggression. multiple attacks throughout the city. majorly involving young or not so young punks, those that look like wannabe mafia soldiers of some sort. they must have got a green light from somewhere for what they do and how they are coming at me. spitting from everywhere. while walking with girlfriend and passing by and without providing any hints nor warnings one of them even kicked my car while I was sitting in it, parked on the sidewalk. when I asked him why did he do that, he replied: you should not be standing there. can you imagine i did not react further for a shitload of serbian bullshit that had already happened to me recently in this serbian shithole. i was not even on the brink to be ticked off by the kick. have had enough of this serbian bullshit already. it's an overload.

Toilet paper I used today. Under Serbian attacks in Serbia, fear just sticks your shit in - it seems you need half a roll instead of a sheet or two.

the photo above has to do with the feeling of safety and my post traumatic health issues in recent days. some people will know, when they are under huge stress they cannot get their shit out right and easy, it sticks to intestines and you need a lot of toilet paper to clean up your asshole. almost half a roll for one take. that’s whats going on. great anxiety produces the feeling of heart attack too in your chest. it is only due to overwhelming stress, uncertainty and fear. it has to do with living in serbia. i wish days when serbians were only spitting and making noises are back. now they only wanna be the worldstars.

new serbian jealousy-born scratches on brand new car paint. obviously, you cannot find a compromise with unchained yet unknown, popping up from everywhere, hoodlums (in a lack of a better word) like these. for every normal person i come across there are immeasurable, unstoppable idiotic forces. i have been outnumbered and it is a disaster. if you ask me what the hell looks like, i have one word for you: serbia. that is it. cut.