applying for jobs using my last bit of data while sitting in Soho house awaiting Lil internets talk in a Spike magazine IRL event. my face pink from the heat. its strange that Berlin is like just a city but actually its one of The cities you know

bruh whats up w me trying to get a service job in berlin not knowing german. saying i know a lil bit but now next week ill get a trial shift specifically to see if i can take orders. i dont know nothing. tomorrow? going to a 20h long party. gonna make my spanish bf train me the whole time. can i speedrun a language in 2 days? lets see. weed isnt helping either im moving dumb. my bitches shaking ass with their hand out. i aint getting money i am running out. i mean im still getting money i aint running out. manifestation right? no cap

the lion choses not to be worried about possible war scenarios and instead turns to “how to make scoll || SCROLL TUTORIAL” videos

accidentally putting myself in my own shoes while walking around origo and listening to mindless self indulgence disassociated on a gray cold day. viva la deja vu self reflection i guess