Breakfast
Breakfast 2



Asakusa Temple, time to go pray for height growth and a ticket to the ivy league.
Breakfast continues
It's 9 degrees, it's raining. And im eating icecream. I don't give a f. Bon appetit bitches.
Well we kind of woke up late to go to the fish market, so the queue was being a bitch, sashimi time! No pictures allowed. But it was fucking gross and fresh. Nuff said. I hate sashimi. I don't even want to talk about it.