8230;and other places too, probably. Channukah in the Old Country. My visa application is officially in process. While I was in Berlin, I stayed with an Israeli artist that I randomly found through airbnb. Miscellaneous thoughts in the cemetery near Flora tram station. When I was a child, I often thought about death. Namely, my own death.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015. The other day, I was snuggled safely in the arms of my beautiful husband while laying on my super comfortable couch in my beautiful home, and we began an episode of Dateline. Within the first 10 minutes, I was zapped back to a time where love was a mirage and safety was relative. You see, I was in an abusive relationship. A journey that left not just a scar on my heart, but left an eternally open, bleeding wound. I remember the first time he called me a fucking cunt.

Before this class I never visited TMZ.

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