Sunday
this is what i spend my time with whilst staying at a friends in a multi-story building, 11th floor, behind the yellow door instead of writing my essay on charles bukowskis work - watching youtube videos, having 90s parties (all rhythem-of-the-nighy, oh yeah) and desperately trying to get drunk after sitting in front of the screen writing for what feels like billions of hours.
Marlene
Thursday
Monday
Sunday
Selbstportrait mit dem Tod
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