**written on the berry, so deal with the lack of italics**
i kind of love when you put on an item of clothing that you wear repeatedly without consistent washes, and it has an aroma of a variety of fragrances, the levels of which you could really distinguish between if you really put the olfactory to work, and how each fragrance, once separated from the amalgamation contained within the fibers of your garment, recalls a particular event or special occurrence. or just relaxing in front of a documentary or six.
yeah, i definitely love that.
and how about the fact that everybody who works at the airport is weird? i'm weird--should i be working at the airport?
peace for now, ya'll. spain, here i come. the BRYANAMBITION tour is back on, bitches.