so by the way i've been home for...11 days? yea ( Read more... )

so we went to paris. cause, you know, how could we not?

she got pretty excited


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just turned the ol' berlin calendar for the last time. my deep sighs are confused between relief and anticipated missingness.

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so, my conception of Time is kablooey. i give up forever. i mean, if a teenager can leave her parents' home and count out six months in a foreign tongue, only to have the promise of home rush back towards her-only wanting it, missing it, needing it more with a self now somewhat bigger than teenager- and it can feel, before it is even over, as if it ( Read more... )

i swear i just went in to see what the place was like. *maybe* to make an appointment. i walked out an hour later with a pain-high and my middle wrapped in cellophane.

Die Welt dreht sich, sie dreht sich schön und

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the fucking easiest cookies ever (katie please note, especially the endless room for improvisation ( Read more... )

o gott, die Freude des Fahradfahren und deutsche Dorf Landschaft!

( bikes and countryside! )