I have been going cheese INSANE in Sweden, where it is one of the cheapest things that you can buy for food. I am very fat now. They will roll me down the plane to Berlin.
CHEEEEEEZ!!! the leftovers from the weekend kinda account for the weirdass dreams ive been having. like the one where the serial killer called mr heart captured me and held me prisoner from the age of 7 to the age of 10, and the one last night where i had lots of spots, and when i woke up i was convinced they were still there.
oh, to buy cheese again at the saturday market in Parnell where the cheese is French and has proper names and comes in small crumbly bundles for tasting, and costs umpteen dollars a crumble... Cheese really is the best.
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the leftovers from the weekend kinda account for the weirdass dreams ive been having. like the one where the serial killer called mr heart captured me and held me prisoner from the age of 7 to the age of 10, and the one last night where i had lots of spots, and when i woke up i was convinced they were still there.
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