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Im back in Berlin and really want everything to blow up
For example: I was on the U8 a few weeks ago- as we pull into a station we see two men in black bloc fighting, yelling- everyone on the platform runs out like shrapnel in any direction away from them. AWESOME
The train stops- the doors open and everyone on the train starts attempting to keep the men from entering the train- One of them makes it on fighting through the door. everyone starts covering their faces and running away from him as he sprays gasoline all over the train.
Sorry what.
Maybe I like Chicago
At least they don’t try to blow up the blue line. (regardless of the fact the trains just combust on their own without 3rd party involvement)
Needless to say we got off of the train.
Yesterday I was on the M2 and its somewhat packed, nothing bad Ive seen worse and Im only going a few stops. I see this fruity emo vibed teenager with his jeans tucked into his mid calf combat boot. Not until he sits down do I see the bright red ladder lacing he has added onto his already hideous vibe.
Of course there are nazis everywhere just as there are capitalists and gay people.
Some like to be secretive and others not. Sue me if Im wrong but it seems that of all places to be open about nazism my immediate thought wouldn’t be Berlin. But I guess it almost makes a lot more sense.
He wore a black hoodie with “no love for a nation” an ANTIFA slogan. Okay, make this one make sense. Im begging, cunt- what? As we approach the final stop of the tram service- he rips rogue paper out of his backpack- which was entirely filled with notebooks and loose paper- I hope he has back problems. Once grabbing hold of a surprisingly not crumpled chunk of paper, he begins folding it into small triangles to scribble in German all over it. Im curious, is this kid just really fucking confused or does he loves contradiction.
Now Im all for being outwardly edgy on public transit. I get it- shit is fun. But for the love of god- calm down. Rip that shit out of your head take the laces off and use them to get into a healthy form of pleasure like choking.
All I want is a McDonalds chicken biscuit…
Im a simple girl with simple needs and it really shouldn’t be that hard to god forbid branch off from the cancerous womb of America but I just cant. Every time I leave I find a new level of love for the US and all that it can bring. I am obsessed with truck stops too much to be in a city like this with no car. But there is nothing to do about that now, except for whine- so I guess Ill shut the fuck up and be patient for when I can go back to America and tweak with the corn.
There is truly just something special about an entire area of the country where their main food source is Dairy Queen hamburgers. A tragedy of the American economy but especially fascinating from an experimental prospective. Its like the Stanford prison experiment except they are under the impression they have free will.
I guess I should be more inclined to write about germans and this country while I’m here but Berlin makes that a bit difficult. They are embarrassed to be germans here. It is not like the rest of the country where they are so absolutely prideful of their nation. Fair to say that it is similar in the US as well. The farther from metropolis you get, the more they love the country that charges them unproportionally high taxes locking them into poverty.
Don’t get me wrong I love being able to drink legally and hand bouncers my real ID- but there is something tragically significant about a field of corn. I love tornados and sodas the size of my head.
I passed a Starbucks at an Ubahn station the other day. It was so fucked hot I needed a refresher before I started hitting people.
Not only did they not have refreshers in stock- the ice tea was 6 EURO.
For a venti fair enough that's sexy. I give in, until I receive my order and it is the size of an American small.
IM SORRY CAN THE AMERICAN COMPANIES NOT KEEP THEIR DISGUSTINGLY LARGE PORTION SIZES.
I thought we loved imperialism here, like keep it running. It is one of my favorite things about American fast food. You can feed 4 Germans off of one American's McDonalds meal. That is so beautiful don’t you think?
Im currently sitting in a park in Prenzlauerberg. Attempting to pull together SOMETHING to post for the blog, cause I miss y’all and need to force myself into old habits. I was having what I thought was a very productive moment at this picnic bench in the shade. I made sure to find a good spot when the park was empty cause I need my isolation.
All was good until 3 old women come up to my table speaking German but asking to sit. I saw sorry in german hoping that they would hear my accent and fuck off- instead they sit down. Well. Okay. Thanks guys.
It has been 2 hours, they have eaten pizza, smoked many cigarettes and now a fourth woman has joined.
at first they were silent, strange but whatever. Now they are done eating and babbling to each other.
Thankfully. If these women spoke English right now I would rip out my hair and start biting. Im not sure if this is an interaction I should be annoyed by or decide to view it with a beauty. That people like these women who are wearing panty hoes, jeans and orthopedic sandals and I can co-exist on this bench together while I write of nazis and McDonalds.
Maybe it is quite gorgeous. How we can sit in this empty park, all together without speaking but find a mutual love for this specific table.
Its things like this that make me so American. Im such a cold cunt. Im sorry you would just simply never catch me acting like this in chicago. I would get angry and go away. But Im not sure anyone would randomly sit at my table to eat pizza and blow smoke on my computer in Chicago. Maybe that is the larger difference here.
As I edit this post the next morning I'm thinking about how sexy it would be if they installed a camera in my head like Wafaa Bilal where it took a single photo everyday for a year at the same time. I think it would be absolutely so fascinating to see and hear all the bullshit I chat on the daily played back for all the faggots that's don't get to hear it IRL. Sucks but lucky for y'all I love to chat bullshit online.
In other news I still hate feminism
And people still think my taxidermy is weird
I hope I wake up normal one day- just to do it for a few days . I take that back id probably kill myself if that happened.
Dont worry guys- only a few more months until I learn how to shoot a gun
With Love, Shake Ass, and shoot nazis
FAME 💋
