so most of my souveniers came from a dubious clergy store. on one hand they sold really tourist-y rosaries and 50 cent saint medallions. but they also had 1 kg packs of incense, cassocks and communion bread. but i'm prety sure if i wanted to buy a mitre, they would've let me?
it wasn't pleasant but my ear didn't explode 馃槶 thank fuuuuuuuuck. although my hearing is all muffled on that sound still, so I'll see how it gets tomorrow and then I might have to consult a doctor 馃檭
as a lifelong, proud crappy to passable hostel traveler... i cannot let this 5 star hotel corrupt me 馃槵 this is not my social class. i cannot afford this. everything is needlessly expensive just because.
(a man in a full suit just offered to shave truffles onto my omelette)
controversial opinion but we should just mail the grammy to fujii kaze and be done with it 馃槶
love the combo of asthma and anxiety, especially while recovering from a lung infection 馃槄 my inhalers work fine but then i start to overthink my breathing, suddenly my chest is all tight and i panic before realizing i'm all locked up and if i just relax i can breathe just fine
gonna cry 馃槶 i've been stressing out about the family trip to rome next week but when i woke up, dominik told me he booked one of those how to make pasta and tiramisu cooking classes just for the two of us so we can get away, drink wine and have fun without his brother/parents馃槶
okay so hear me out: personally i think they should do at least two more and then drop a diary film where they each experience the fading light of their own golden hour and then the night falls and we get their solo/unit projects during enlistment era
example 7262 of my boyfriend's family coming from a different tax bracket:
imagine my shock when i open the fridge and see a louis bag. i ask hiesy why do we have one IN THE FRIDGE and he's all "oh mom wanted to give us apples" like of course she did. that's the apple bag. duh.








