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There’s nothing left to say about loneliness which hasn’t already been said. We are so aware of it, we have seen it all around us and inside us, and yet we have no solution. Except a hug, a kiss, a lingering hand. Maybe a childhood friend’s memory, comforting us at odd times. Maybe an unexpected moment of kindness from your parent. And that’s when you realise how on the edge you have been all the time, how easy it is for you to just sit on the floor, fall down like a pile of clothes actually, and weep. Only you don’t. You swallow that feeling and nod and smile and move on. Does it make sense when I say loneliness has replaced my hunger? Do you get what I mean when I say I feel like eating the sun, if only to feel something other than cold waves lapping against my insides? Are you lonely this way too? Or is your loneliness more of a “I could fit my entire existence on this bed and nothing would change for me”? It all sounds so silly now that I think of it; you would expect to see a madman when you’d see me. But no, I have a normal face, normal hands. I like to laugh at silly jokes. I like to talk to my friends sometimes. I miss people. I sometimes forget to eat. I have a pile of books next to me right now and I wish to go through them slowly, this year itself. I want to run across a field and have the wind blow right onto my face and I want it to rain. I am pretty alright that way, just like you. Only, I am lonely. You cannot see it at once, but it slips through the cracks, and there’s a moment of silence where I am waiting for the earth to split open and save me from the mortification. I am also, in the same breath, waiting for the other person to say “me too” or to hold me. Am I making sense? I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. Loneliness. Funny thing. We’re all lonely - shouldn’t that be enough to make us feel the opposite? It isn’t.
when you think you won’t be so stressed out if you’re covid positive but everything just pisses you off even more and the anxiety has crossed it’s peak too
why’s there still so many horny people on here??? don’t you have twitter??? sorry to burst your bubble but here we only talk about being trapped in abandoned grain silos
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Society really just told us we couldn’t start a secret society in a cave with friends and we all let that slide?? Pathetic.
Thank god they decided to make more
Wow
Dolly Parton has really been hard at work
But In doing so…she created her biggest enemy…Jolene
The tags fucking one shotted me
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we live in the best possible version of cyberpunk
this is how people born after 1995 hack. when i started hacking or “phreaking” in the late 80s i would get in the zone by snorting homemade amphetamines & listening to harsh noise cassettes while banging out code for 24+ hour periods on my atari. mostly i would write text-to-speech features into the operating system so the computer said swear words when you double-click. i remember when html was invented i got so frustrated because theres so many greater than and less than signs and you have to put them around everything. in early january of 2001 i changed Google’s header to a gif of a pissing orangutan and the resulting publicity turned the website into a household name
never have a been more devastated to scroll over a url and see its deactivated who are you ma'am
what if god was one of us…
i am in severe distress. i am vibing. i am king of the world. i am bored. i am lost at sea. i am making coffee. i am foraging in the forest. i am making tea. i am chasing pigeons. i am napping in a chair
wanna know something really funny? i have a group of friends which consists of 11 amazing and beautiful girls and me, and I will forever be in awe just because how perfect this group is and how this picture IS US. We are capable to do all of the above BUT, our strict and overprotective parents will not let us stay alone in our rooms let alone let us go explore an abandoned castle OR GO TO A FUCKING CAFE FOR BRUNCH!
Ps- we call our group ‘Nanzil’ as an inside joke but. ow it’s actually a thing and the whole school knows about us, that’s what i think at least. You can follow us on IG: nanzil19
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imagine dating someone who understands you and your aesthetics and constantly took really attractive and aesthetically photos with and of you
“I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away.”
— Vincent van Gogh, Letter from Vincent van Gogh to Theo van Gogh. (via wordsnquotes)