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i'm julia bąk, an avid reader, awkward writer and sleep enthusiast. i like cult films and french films, markets, the 1990s, elliott smith, religion and literature. every human existence was born without reason, prolongs itself out of fear and dies by chance.

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running through the sprinklers with keahn, then sitting in the rain and further getting wet on damp couches; thabo telling me repeatedly that i’m the coolest person whilst heinously drunk; drinking goon as haylee attempts to get me as drunk as she is; lying on mattresses and discussing film, music and feelings; having at least a semi-passed out keahn lying on my lap for a good hour or so; drinking too much of eamonn’s frozen coke as it resorts to being clumps of ice at the bottom of the cup, then making him stir it back into something drinkable and taking it off him again; singing the soundtrack of willy wonka and the chocolate factory at 1:30AM; laughing at keahn hitting the biggest damiana cone then refusing to give him more beers afterwards; police rocking up at 2:00AM and questioning how drunk i am/whether i’m still breathing; searching for an adequate couch to crash on and having to avoid all the soaking wet blankets; watching dylan sleep as babies do and being extraordinarily comfortable while holding him; not getting any sleep, being put to bed repeatedly and getting up again 5 minutes later; then eventually catching a bus and a train back home at 11:30AM on no sleep and at least partially hungover.

STRAYA DAY KUNTS.

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