brutalist architecture
All the speed in the world couldn't make me type a big story like that
i remember this girl a few doors up, we'd meet up, adventure around, look at each others bits, touch each other, try on each others clothes and random shit. her voice used to be shrill and piss me off. i remember regularly bringing handfuls of worms into the house from the garden and throwing them at my mum. used to love watching art attack and fun house. lego. used to talk too much at school and get moved around the classrooms

, i'm with you on EADD being the crown jewel of BLSince I was 11 years old they started sending me to the UK every summer to study English, so if you've ever seen those huge groups of very loud, obnoxious teenage Italians around city centers, well I was one of them. First place I ever set foot in Britain was Aberdeen, it was awesome, first time I spent the summer alone somewhere, the group leaders were totally irresponsible, they forgot me and two others in Edinburgh during a day trip, luckily the guy at Games Workshop where we'd spent the afternoon called the cops and they managed to track down the elders.