i've been home for 6 days.
i'm so fucking bored.
i don't have a job and i'm in a cuntload of debt.
i don't even want to look for one.
maybe one will find me? hopefully.
i'm also a terrible person, i should return to bushwick where nothing matters and everything here seems paused.
i want to be in my own ham on rye.
i want to read my own diary of things that haven't happened yet.
stockholm and central.
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