Petter Mårtensson:
Per. Viktor. The end is near.
Petter Mårtensson:
My balcony door, the spiked death trap.
Petter Mårtensson:
O Mega Per Therion.
Petter Mårtensson:
Malmö, Möllenvångstorget, Christmas Eve. It's cold!
Petter Mårtensson:
Are we pretty yet? Heading out into the snow.
Petter Mårtensson:
Even though we're not celebrating x-mas, they sure had a lot of food...
Petter Mårtensson:
Laika snuggling against my neck. (@snoozysuzy)
Petter Mårtensson:
Walk me, stupid human.
Petter Mårtensson:
Got these from Hilda ages ago. I love them, they adorne my fridge. In Swedish, though, sorry.
Petter Mårtensson:
My favorite coffee mug at the GR office. I loved Gen 13 when I was 16. Wonder why...
Petter Mårtensson:
While I've been writing, Laika has snuggled up next to me. I hardly dare to move now. She's old and thin, poor thing.
Petter Mårtensson:
Toilet door, Belle Epoque
Petter Mårtensson:
Hipstamatic mom
Petter Mårtensson:
Hipstamatic Self Portrait