Goodbye Bosnia… it felt strange to leave this country. I felt like I could stay there so much longer. I felt in love with the people. From collective Aid, Basis Bosnia, Aid Brigade, the people in the Camp and in the streets… I did not fall in love with these fucking rules…

It was so hard to sign the contract. No contact with the people. Especially no love. Now I can understand why. I could understand before, but I did not give a damn. Fuck the System. I love everybody. But I am priviliged. I can chose. I can leave. I can be free… more or less.

I can not do anything against this fucking situation. I have to accept. But i dont want. I want to believe that acting against rules, can change something. Maybe it is painful. For everyone. But the NOW is painful as well and to see how fucked up everything is. No Borders No Nations weiterlesen →