#rage harder

[mr-deep-downer]

Who? Are you mad because you're tiny, balding and can't even get a good looking white girlfriend? I'm assuming

I think you’re really mad actually.

[mckoootiesassgrass]

oh man oh man. working from 6:15am to 8pm tomorrow, then going to a show, then working at 6:15am the following day.

[fungii]

How to get me to disregard your entire post: open it with some passive aggro comment about white cis men

[levitikissed]

ok, let's talk about my last night in berlin. brendon and i met up with this bombshell named julia (yulia) and her 2 year old daughter lisa (the CUTEST) at some vietnamese restaurant and when we were done we began our 30+ minute walk to the venue through the pouring rain. sucky sucky sucky soaked. we drank at the bar till people started showing up. i played a really quiet but nice set and then played bass as a part of viking moses with our friend jan. twas nice. we were hanging out after the show for quite a while and a friend asked me in the bathroom to partake in some rick james shit and then i left with a bunch of dudes i had met that night to go to another bar. we did some more rick james shit in another bathroom stall and then had multiple jager shots. i love being drinking age here btw. so anywho, we walked this really angry drunk dude to the bus stop and sang Panic in a drunken 5 a.m. chorus on the curb while said angry drunk made weirdo remarks. once he was gone it was just johannes and chris (chrissy) left with me and we went for like an hour long walk as the sun came up with a stop along the way for some rick james shit. then chrissy went off to another bar in another part of town and johannes and i went to his apartment to watch this movie that he made. he told me to wait by the river while he cleaned up to make room for us to sit. his house was charmingly a fucking wreck. i sat there for like 20 minutes and had what could almost be called a religious experience? when he came back out i found a little bouqet of flowers and lavender that somebody had covered in multiple colors of paint and i sat them by the door to johannes' apartment building so i would see them when i left. at his apartment we listened to music and drank and watched videos and ate macadamia ice cream for a few hours. he was seriously the sweetest and his movie was crazazy. he walked me home and i ended up walking into our apartment where brendon was sleeping somewhere around 9:30 in the morning. i woke up around noon and when i walked out to the street sometime soon after i found the pretty painted flowers sitting by the front door, which johannes must have noticed i forgot and left them there for me. now i'm in bremen and drinking wine and blogging.