Bitch with your mixed signals, you gave me the winky face.
I’m assuming that means you’re dtf.
Lol @ the people who unfollowed me for not updating
I just spent the past few days hitchhiking, catching trains, and hosteling around the Bavarian Alps, so you can enjoy your little blog while I explore the rest of Europe.
<3
When someone your age dies, it really opens your eyes.
A boy I knew from camp a few years ago got hit by a car while riding his bike and died on Tuesday. I didn’t know him very well but we were facebook friends and I remember every day he would post some hilarious, corny joke as a status update. I must have liked a thousand of them.
I heard about the injury shortly after it happened and that he was in critical condition, but I really thought he’d pull through. When I heard that he didn’t make it, I was speechless. He was only 18, younger than me.
It’s all over the news, I just read his obituary, and it’s making me sick. How fucked up is this fucking world that such a smart, kind person suffered such an untimely death.
3,700 miles away and I’m still letting this bullshit get to me.
I think it’s time to take my brother-in-law up on that advice he gave me a few months ago:
“When you’re in Germany, find some time to be alone, sit down with a cigarette, and think about those choices you made.”
Everyone around me is jabbering away in German at the speed of light asking me “verstehst du??”
And I’m thinking, dude, I’m still trying to figure out exactly what “sie” you were using five minutes ago.
/living abroad problems.
IT HAS BEGUN!! I went one week without succumbing to the cravings but I was waiting for the bus and I was going to buy gummis or cigs and the latter was too expensive so I went with this.
IT’S THE LAST ONE, I PROMISE. The taste isn’t worth how shitty I feel when I eat excessive sugar. Ugh. I’m feeling it already. Bad idea. Should have just gone with cigs. At least I know that feels amazing, all the time.
Carpooling around Germany next week, nbd.
Just gonna hit up some castles, forests, various bundesstädte (states), youth hostels, and historic cities.
What uuupppp.
Miss you so much, best friend </3
4 days no smoking, I may or may not be shaking right now
Ugh Blehfj
ugh
fuck
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So hi tumblr, I live in Germany now. Again. Reunited with my lovely former host family in Hilden!
Photo courtesy of me sitting in my home in Germany.
Been fucking dreading this day for months and months, and now it’s here.
“I’ll miss you a lot”, I said. What a vast fucking understatement.

