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  1. #1
    Kafka African Astronaut
    Okay Athens. It was like the centre was nice but you walk 30 mins in any direction and you're surrounded by filth. It was suffocating. Junkies everywhere keeled over in yoga poses, homeless, prostitutes, thieves, people peeing anywhere. It was so hopeless it was almost funny. The stray kittens. I was stalked by a pickpocket. I insta smile at everyone and no one smiled back. Inside the hostel it was like a sitcom with all the characters. Everything went smoothly like I didn't get lost but I felt like I was in limbo and just drank everyday.

    Richard: This feels like the street where you get raped. I'm expecting to see a dead baby floating down a river. Wtf is he picking up? What did you just pick up?
    Davit: Nathing.

    Richard: There's a lot of people on this pub crawl. It feels more like an angry mob.

    Laurette a negative nancy telling us bout how she tried to jump from the roof of the hostel her first night there but tripped over the chain fence. This was over breakfast.

    Victor: You don't have any wings!
    Laurette: What would you know?
    *richard wtf face*

    Davit was this Mexican guy I hung out with a bit but he did some strange things. He may be dead now. My second night there we went for a walk holding hands. A few days later for another walk to the national library. Right outside in the open was a junkie with a needle in his arm. In broad daylight. Victor, some English guy nd I were sitting on a park bench one night drinking when we saw Davit walking by. We stopped him for a chat, he was vague, then he walked back in the opposite direction he came. One day he sat outside blaring music literally all day with about 20 beer cans around him and his sunglasses on. And I mean all day. He was sitting in the dark with his sunglasses on and scared people. My last day in Athens I hung out in a nice park with him. He told me not to take his picture because he was famous. He also said there were minor teenage boys in the park selling themselves to older men.

    Idk it was just crazy. Athens is a strange place and I'll never forget it. Victor was this dutchman who just said all the wrong things. There were these three German girls all 18 yrs old, and two of them liked Richard, this 32 yr old fat guy, and one of them fucked Richard in the toilets. Indian man took me for a ride on his motorbike. I went to a nice beach a few times and some touristy stuff. Got the same burger from the same place every night.

    There was this American lady, we went for a walk one night to buy souvenirs and then to dinner. The next day we went to the beach and omg the tram stopped because someone hit their head and this old lady was sitting next to the American lady fucking shouting for an hour at everyone and in the American lady's face. I got voice memos of it and was cracking up. And no one knew what she was saying. It was here that my accent started changing, got a bit American and it hasn't gone away yet.

    The first day I went to the beach I walked all the way back to the hostel just to see Athens better. Two and a half hours. Tbh there was nothing really to do at the hostel and the square outside was just full of junkies. Nothing to see there.

    There was this one guy in the hostel just on his laptop gaming the whole time. Like it was funny he was always there, day and night in the same clothes and so antisocial. He said Sup to me once as he walked back to his den but that's it. I wish I could take a photo of him. He's probably still there to this day. There's Athens outside, we're all having mad craic and he's just fucking gaming day and night in the dark. I was worried for his eyes like I don't even stay at a pc that long.
  2. #2
    Kafka African Astronaut
    My first day. Well at the airport there was a lot of screaming telling us to get upstairs. So I got on the escalator and looking down I saw a navy suitcase with a red box inside and wires, and a man working frantically at it. Then at Gare du Nord I got off a train, rounded a corner to go up the stairs then heard explosions behind me, saw two white flashes and heard people screaming. I actually managed to navigate the trains and get to the hostel without any problems. That first night I ended up playing beer pong with these people. A lovely guy called Remy would high-five and hug me a lot, he gave me one of his bracelets. There was Mudit from India, Kat from London and Mark from America. We all sat beside the Seine drinking all night. Jamie from Brighton then joined us. At about 3am I went with Mark, the 47 yr old American, into the mens disabled toilets to do coke. I wasn't even looking for coke and it was my first night there lmao. Some local Frenchman came over to harass us and I threw my bottle of water over him. At about 5am I was the first one to go to bed.

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  3. #3
    cigreting Naturally Camouflaged
    did u suk his dik
  4. #4
    Kafka African Astronaut
    Originally posted by cigreting did u suk his dik

    No, and tbh he didn’t seem to know what he was doing with the coke like couldn’t think of a surface.
  5. #5
    Kafka African Astronaut
    I have a coke spoon in my purse and razor blade.
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  7. #7
    Sophie Pedophile Tech Support
    Originally posted by Kafka I have a coke spoon in my purse and razor blade.

    I have fashioned for myself, a little gadget. It holds a coke spoon, a razorblade and one surface has plexiglass for when you wanna make a proper line. It also has two smol bottles that can hold a G each. It even has a zipper. Looks like a thing you'd keep your earbuds in. It's pretty dope. I also machined a little tube that comes apart in the middle so it can fit also, you just lock it in place when you wanna do a line by pushing the ends together.

    I have a tendency to over engineer things and generally following the KISS principle.
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  8. #8
    Kafka African Astronaut
    Originally posted by Sophie I have fashioned for myself, a little gadget. It holds a coke spoon, a razorblade and one surface has plexiglass for when you wanna make a proper line. It also has two smol bottles that can hold a G each. It even has a zipper. Looks like a thing you'd keep your earbuds in. It's pretty dope. I also machined a little tube that comes apart in the middle so it can fit also, you just lock it in place when you wanna do a line by pushing the ends together.

    I have a tendency to over engineer things and generally following the KISS principle.

    I’m having trouble imagining it can I see a pic? I just use a tampon tin
  9. #9
    Sudo Black Hole [my hereto riemannian peach]
    I like peri peri chicken. I wonder if it's made from periwinkles
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  10. #10
    Sophie Pedophile Tech Support
    Originally posted by Kafka I’m having trouble imagining it can I see a pic? I just use a tampon tin

    Sure. But in a bit.
  11. #11
    mmQ Lisa Turtle
    Originally posted by Sudo I like peri peri chicken. I wonder if it's made from periwinkles

    So WHOLESOME.

    I'm gonna ABUSE the fuck out of the word wholesome this year until it is absolutely meaningless.
  12. #12
    mmQ Lisa Turtle
    Memoirs of a Geisha.

    I just wanted to type that.

    I don't even know what a Geisha is.

    Are you a Geisha, kafka?

    Maybe I'm a Geisha.

    Maybe we're all Geishas
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  13. #13
    Kafka African Astronaut
    Originally posted by mmQ Memoirs of a Geisha.

    I just wanted to type that.

    I don't even know what a Geisha is.

    Are you a Geisha, kafka?

    Maybe I'm a Geisha.

    Maybe we're all Geishas

    I'd always been meaning to watch that movie, would see it in the dvd store when i was a child. oh well
  14. #14
    Kafka African Astronaut
    Originally posted by mmQ Memoirs of a Geisha.

    I just wanted to type that.

    I don't even know what a Geisha is.

    Are you a Geisha, kafka?

    Maybe I'm a Geisha.

    Maybe we're all Geishas

    Ig I could look like one when I have pearl powder on my face nd historically accurate reproduced cosmetics which I buy not sure why
  15. #15
    If this is Sparta, I miss Athens.
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    Kafka African Astronaut


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    Didn't read
  18. #18
    cigreting Naturally Camouflaged
    wats wit da blud
  19. #19
    Kafka African Astronaut
    Originally posted by cigreting wats wit da blud

    It’s up for interpretation
  20. #20
    Kafka African Astronaut
    I will say though that a policewoman noticed it in my handbag when she searched it but decided it was better to ignore
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