I was in Germany for a month
I really don't want to write a whole fucking blog on it.
What I will say:
- I drank and smoke probably a little too much
- I love Berlin and just want to skip over this next portion of my life and live in a rotting building and be a bum there
- My friend with whom I was staying is no longer much of a friend
- I have learned how to compromise a hell of a lot and I have learned how to walk for endless miles bleeding and limping
shit.
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