I wish I had a camera so I wouldn't have to remember.
nobody's in love in this god-forsaken city. we just keep learning about each other. we just share stories, becoming a story along the way. and this story may end at any moment.
i would come and love every single fucker in that city.
i miss you. and. wait why isn't anyone in love there? because you're in love with me.
i already can't wait to come back to america (even though strangely i couldn't wait to get back to germany once there?) and visit you and omg i've been reading craigslist chicago and there are some crazy fuckers in that city.
i miss you and i wish you were here so we could have a jason schwartzman-fest and drink not IPAs but idk german beer.
I'm basically repeating everything you just said in response, but you read my mind perfectly; all I'm left to do is hope and wait until I can come to Germany.
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i would come and love every single fucker in that city.
i miss you. and. wait why isn't anyone in love there? because you're in love with me.
i already can't wait to come back to america (even though strangely i couldn't wait to get back to germany once there?) and visit you and omg i've been reading craigslist chicago and there are some crazy fuckers in that city.
i miss you and i wish you were here so we could have a jason schwartzman-fest and drink not IPAs but idk german beer.
um i wish i had a good way to end this comment.
this city is full of crazy fuckers, indeed.
I am in love with you.
and I miss you so goddamn much.
I'm basically repeating everything you just said in response, but you read my mind perfectly; all I'm left to do is hope and wait until I can come to Germany.
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