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Scarlett Johansson in Lost in Translation 

The most accurate depiction of my life in Japan… ever. 

Reblogged from: smooney
#vegan caramel banana #icecream! So cool, creamy and delicious! #foodporn #flavorgasm #noms #dessert #tokyo #japan #asia  (at T’sレストラン(てぃーず))

#vegan caramel banana #icecream! So cool, creamy and delicious! #foodporn #flavorgasm #noms #dessert #tokyo #japan #asia (at T’sレストラン(てぃーず))

Fabulous vegan curry, extra spicy for summer! #foodporn #tokyo #japan #flavorgasm #asia  (at T’sレストラン(てぃーず))

Fabulous vegan curry, extra spicy for summer! #foodporn #tokyo #japan #flavorgasm #asia (at T’sレストラン(てぃーず))

The Wishing Tree! #tanabata #starfestival #tokyo #japan #asia #culture #travel #festival #fun  (at Ueno, Tokyo)

The Wishing Tree! #tanabata #starfestival #tokyo #japan #asia #culture #travel #festival #fun (at Ueno, Tokyo)

This is why I love living in Japan. 
Constant terror. Never a dull moment. 
VIGILANCE ALWAYS!

This is why I love living in Japan. 

Constant terror. Never a dull moment. 

VIGILANCE ALWAYS!

Reblogged from: 10knotes
Source: periousia
Homeboy has some serious Wolverine hair! Oh, Tokyo!

Homeboy has some serious Wolverine hair! Oh, Tokyo!

158 Days Left

It’s bad enough getting stood up by guys. I’ve learned my lesson well enough from those lapses in reason. I don’t even look back at those embarrassing moments too regretfully. Should I really have expected anything different? It reaches an unbearable level when you consistently get stood up and flaked out on by girl friends.

It’s amazing and brought me back to reality. Thanks for the reminder. That’s the last time I get all ready to go out. Never again will I be all dressed up with nowhere to go.

Time to let my hair down, take off my dress, wipe away the lipstick and sleep it off at 4:30pm

Tokyo is a grave.

Loud

Paper walls. Literally, I have paper walls. I can hear every single detail of the party next door. At least it feels like I have plans now. Thanks to substandard (read: piss poor) building requirements in Japan, I’ve vicariously acquired a social life.

186 Days

Six months and a week left on the calendar.

I’ll be back in America.

I should be happy. In a way, I am happy. I can’t wait to get out of Japan. 

However, leaving does not thrill me. I’m terrified. I have nowhere to go and no one to see.

How does one start over and pick up the shambles of a broken, wasted life? How does one find the gumption to move on from such biting disappointments and naivety? 

I’ve grown more cynical and cold than I ever dreamt possible. I expend useless time and energy in the most populated city on Earth… and I don’t have a single friend. 

There is no substance here. I have nothing to grasp a hold onto and I cannot steady myself. What have I done? I came here full of excitement and promise. I came here expecting a career and friendships validated with good memories and photographs. 

I’ve gotten so old, so quickly. I’m threadbare and disintegrating at my own words. 

I haven’t been outside for days. 

Why are the biscuits on our heads instead of in our mouths?!

Why are the biscuits on our heads instead of in our mouths?!