I'm at the airport. I still don't know if this whole thing was a colossal mistake. I have no regrets. I'm going home. Ciao motherfuckers.
I've had quite the interesting Paris experience and I haven't made any time to write because I have yet to be paid for this. What follows is a stream of consciousness about Paris so far that just happens to be organized haphazardly. This is not a listicle. Fuck off. -I am very sad to report… Continue reading April 10, 2017
TI haven’t written in a week because there hasn't been anything to write about and because I’ve been in what I believe psychologists officially diagnose as a “bad place”. I’ve been in Nice, France. Dope city. The water is gorgeous and French people are a lot less terrible than I was led to believe. I… Continue reading April 5, 2017