a person should never have to say or even think the words, "get your fingers out of my ass." and yet ( Read more... )

i have problems with lust. sometimes i feel like the only person in the world who has such problems with lust. it´s downright embarassing sometimes.

-i´m glad i´m not getting married, glad i am not pregnant, glad i have no diseases or infections at the moment except for the mononucleosis virus which will forever haunt me somewhat but isn´t so bad, glad i have been in love, glad i am not currently, glad i am 19 ( Read more... )

yesterday i talked for hours in a bar with a british man in his mid to late thirties. we agreed never to intentionally see each other again.

i feel somewhat out of my element here, like if i stayed i would not become the person i envision/desire myself to be. there is a little too much alcohol in my life right now. But many kind people. most of them swedish.

i went to the market today, just to look around, and there were all these tiny little sea shells set out on counters, which upon closer examination, i saw were moving, sliding fleshy little parts of their bodies out and back in a little, spitting water into the air, generally just passing the time until their impending deaths. and there was an old ( Read more... )

my mom sent me a care package with chocolate chip cookies and a jar of peanut butter. no one here i have talked to has ever eaten either of these things even though they can be found at large stores. ("what time of the day do people eat peanut butter? in the morning?")

it is raining in málaga for the first time in 11 months. it has been off and on for hours. i met some guys a few days ago who are traveling around europe and while in málaga, sleeping on the beach. generally much more comfortable than a part bench, but not today.

i get lost everyday, no way around it. the total lack of a grid pattern and street signs combine with my pre-existing tendency to lose my way. exciting.

From my window, if i look up i can see the sky and roof tops to the right, made out of a material i don´t know how to describe but that is very pretty. pigeons are always there. if i look at eye level, i see three white walls of the sides of other apartment buildings that are built touching each other, forming a little desolate world, seperate ( Read more... )