Somewhere In Northern Italy Summer 1983

I know this sounds like the deranged ramblings of a senile old man but I swear it used to be possible to look up information on the internet

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god

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"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.

do you ever look back at your relationship with someone on the internet and just think oh my god i’m so fucking glad i clicked follow they make my life so much better

I wish i had mutuals who lived near me im actually sad about this. id dox myself just to hang out with someone

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