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Shout out to the guy who tipped me, personally, tonight because “he doesn’t meet a lot of Black women”
I accept your benevolent exoticism.
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A watched pot never boils
“Cause getting your dreams It’s strange, but it seems A little — well — complicated There’s a kind of a sort of…cost There’s a couple of things get…lost There are bridges you cross You didn’t know you crossed Until you’ve … Continue reading
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Tagged disordered eating, eating disorders, expat, frida kahlo, Travel, travel writing, wicked
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Coming down with something while you’re job hunting is the worst
All you want to do is nurture your newfound obsession with Game of Thrones nothing but you can’t do nothing what are you crazy do you want to starve STOP WASTING TIME GET IT TOGETHER AND GET A JOB!!!
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It’s probably a little sad
that I was asked tonight what’s the nicest thing a boy has bought for me and I couldn’t think of anything. I’m hoping that sadness is my failing memory and not an accurate snapshot of an undervalued life.
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Laksa and the lake of fire
Remind me to tell you about the time my hostel mate bought me Thai noodle soup dinner before telling me that I am going to hell. It was delicious!
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The thing about the Opera House and the Harbour Bridge
Is that they are a lot bigger than they seem. You can’t appreciate how much it took to make them until you see them up close. The thing about this trip is that it’s a lot bigger than it seems. … Continue reading
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Tagged australia, dreams, Sydney, Sydney Harbour Bridge, Sydney Opera House, Travel, travel writing
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Reflections on my last night in Melbourne
Today was my last day here and it rained nonstop. I think the city is inconsolable that I am leaving. It’s bittersweet for me too. Even though I have always known that my “real” destination was Sydney, there is still … Continue reading
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Currently engaged in a performance art piece on the tram entitled
"How Long Can I Hold My Breath?" A study on the effects of human body odor as pitted against the will to survive.
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