Perfectly content making perfect content

By now this trip has taken on a life of it’s own. The days stretch on into each other. Yes some of the wine is really gross and rancid, but at least gin never goes bad! The internet works 15% of the time, lunch is every other hour and I half expect someone to start yelling “Elio Elio Elio.”

Spoiler: it didn’t work

smells like teen spirit

when the fuck did it get so clean

dinner is a move our faces are a mood

My literal whole entire life

my aesthetic is a noodle

Pre Bluth-family dinner

A club a day keeps the doctor a-way