spent the weekend in estonia and failed to make it into deathmetal but danced with the estonians and ate chips with ketchup salsa with the dead beat old crowd and ran for the first real time in a really really long time and thoroughly enjoyed it and ran out on a peir and was covered in sea spray and then more stuff happened and a few more happened and wasn't ever scared not even once. not even crouched on the ground eating crumbling toast all by myself.
and then i came back carsick and the elevator to the metro stopped and started and david and i swallowed our hearts because we all almost fell 3 stories down those stairs and when i got home i vomited.
then slept 16 straight hours and didnt wake up once. and never made it to school.
and now all my russia friends are pissed.
and i'm in love with you still estonia.
more stories from stonia, i promise.
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