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wanderingaimlessly replied to your post “w... w... wyd”
is it possible to stutter an eggplant emoji
i love how passionate rabastan is about eggplant parmigiana
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rab: wyd andromeda: i don’t have a phone anymore, sorry. rab: *dicc pic* andromeda: this number has been disconnected. find better lighting.
*Starts task* *wanders off* *Starts new task* *Wanders off* *Starts new task* “Oh, right! I didn’t do [first task]!” I burn so much food you wouldn’t believe.
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Sketching abroad, while wandering aimlessly in Germany.
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I had an 8-hour layover in Frankfurt, Germany. This was my first time traveling by myself for a few days. I found it comforting to wander towards new places also to find wine bars or coffee shops to sketch or read. The rule was to always be sketching with either a glass of wine, beer, tea or coffee — well depending on the day or my mood.
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