So someone asked me to show an object that relates to my life in DC and one that relates to my life in this shithole.
I just couldn’t pick something up for DC because I was looking through stuff linked to happy moments. Neither could I pick something for Italy because I was choosing between all the bad moments.
Suddenly I realized that I couldn’t find the happiest record for DC or the shittiest one for Italy.
Therefore I ended up choosing some t-shirt I wore one of the few bad days in the district and a card from a fashion course I took in Florence that I loved.
So I am basically presenting a bad record for the happiest period of my life and a good record for all the shitty years I spent in Italy.
M:So you went to L.A right? How did you like it?
C:OMG I loved it! It’s such a beautiful city! You loved it too, I bet!
M:It’s the most disgusting, fake, horrible and ugly city I’ve ever been.
C:What are you talking about?! L.A is so beautiful.
M:Don’t talk to me anymore
I am officially addicted to Arielle Vandenberg and Matt Cutshall.
I want them to be a thing and adopt me.
M:I can’t help you because I can’t help myself.
I:That’s good though.
I:That you want to figure your shit out before somebody else’s.