I'm a freak, I'm a weirdo.

What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.

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You know how small dogs are actually more aggressive than big dogs to (I think) make up for their lack of build and height and all that? Whenever I see a short person or a really nasty person that’s younger (and shorter) than me, they kind of remind me of a chihuahua--a really nasty chihuahua. 

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Know thyself.

Socrates (or as my Personal Development teacher said. I trust him on this one, tho. HAHAHA)

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When there’s, like. three consecutive days of break and just four days of school wioth different schedules each, it kind’a makes me feel like I’ve been out of school for a week. I don’t know if that’s a bad thing, but I do feel refreshed. This is a rarity when you’re in senior high school, much more if you’re in college. It feels....great.

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I love the sea, but that love is why I fear it the most.

Myself, obviously. Or maybe not me. I did think about that just now, though.

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Just something I wanted to say atm

I’m actually surprised by my inability to not be able to draw anything that is more complex than your basic geometric shapes, some few cartoony vegetables, stickmen, and bubble men. I tried to draw Gudetama, lol. LOL. That’s all I can say. It’s kind’a sad because I really want to draw but I don’t have the energy to join art classes and all that. Plus, if I try to copy-draw something, I instantly forget about the details and everything becomes a sloppy piece of work.

Damn, that level of basicality, though.

Maybe drawing is just not for me. I can teach myself a few things EXCEPT the art of drawing. Trust me, I tried. As a kid, I tried. It didn’t work, and now I’m still here, stuck. Maybe I can draw somewthing that’s been spewed out of my head, like, anything random from my own imagination, but that’s about it. My imaginations are pretty cold and unforgiving too, though.

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Sometimes, my own voice in my head is so loud that I'm not sure anymore if I said what I was thinking out loud or did it still exist in my head.

Then I'll feel awkward when I think about how I could have possibly said it out loud without knowing and now people know what I'm thinking about.

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Double colored striped shirts are just naked strips of colors.

Cuz they’re “strips.”

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Sometimes I think about vegetables and how we refer to people who are in a state of unresponsiveness and awareness as vegetables.

As children, our parents tell us to always eat our veggies because they're healthy.

So about people in a vegetative state whom we also refer to as vegetables.....

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So it's actually 00:43 right now, and I thought I'll share this thought that's been in my head for a while.

If you sleep, you'll never know what could have been possibly happening in your room while you're out. But if you stay awake, you still wouldn't know what could have been possibly happening in your room because how sure are you that that is truly what's happening?

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If you think that that is a piece of art, it's my hair. And that's a filter that exists in SNOW.

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I don't know what to do with my life anymore.

Or maybe I just want chicken. The alive version. They're so fluffy. I want to hug them.

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If you want to live

Keep a fleshlight.

You'll never know when you'll be visited by a horny, and probably stupid murderer. The person can jack off to the weird ass toy while you phone whoever you want to phone and plan your escape.

No, this is not based on experience, but I did think about it.