can't take my bike to kraków and had to pawn it. been crying all day. that was my baby

excited to slow down and not exist for awhile

take me back to roadside balkan caffe bars and crumbling brutalist monoliths

this shouldn't be controversial. FREE PALESTINE

back in poland, this is the end of the adventure...or is it the beginning of a new one?

spent my teenage years dreaming of london and now i am finally here. (for a moment at least)

everytime i visit chicago it's hard not to imagine the person i'd be if i'd never left.

i will never get over the fact that i can't get a coffee in chicago for less than $5 anymore

labubus are for npcs. change my mind

left america for a year, came back and now half of chicago is in a giant polycule

backpacking the balkans has made me a plavi orkestar stan

today marks 30 years since the genocide at srebrenica. i'm currently in sarajevo and my heart hurts for the wonderful people of this country

currently in one of europe's most beautiful cities and all i wanna do is hunt down its sickest communist-era monstrosities

i always assumed living in europe meant biking around with a bouquet of flowers and a loaf of bread in the basket. turns out i was right

feeling like edward bloom in big fish when he announces he's leaving spectre

i wanna have a good time, wanna be fine wine, i want it all right now

a gentle reminder: to someone who is unhappy, talking about your happiness can look like bragging. be humble and protect your energy

spent the day hunting for amber on the baltic coast with my pals <3

just booked my yearly chicago homecoming!

"how will people ever love you if they can't even see you?" i ponder as i archive almost every post on my old instagram account