i've been sick and trapped in my parents apartment for like a week. solitude isn't the right word because there's this huge tv and jon stewart always keeps me company... but being left to my own devices is drivin me a bit mad. plus i hate feeling like shit and being alone. i like attention and pampering, dammit!


Reading Martin Buber and listening to Galgalatz (סוף שבווווע רגווווע).
I FUCKING MISS ISRAEL!
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