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Jules of Nature

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JBB: An Artblog!
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Cosimo Galluzzi
Three Goblin Art
RMH
noise dept.
Cosmic Funnies
One Nice Bug Per Day
NASA
Not today Justin
hello vonnie
$LAYYYTER

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@beavholio
freak. weirdo. creep
His hair awesome istg
when he wants u so bad he has u at gunpoint 🖤💙
wish old friends treated me less like a stranger… but heh I get it. My fault for not being present because of stupid dissociation…
Umm I think I made this in 2014? Ceramics class.
I no longer have it.. eh ):> broke..
scribblez
beavis and his comic-accurate boy-friend
Reminder that it's always okay and healthy to distance yourself from your source if it's bringing you serious distress
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thissssss
I dont hate it. but it gives a weird home sickness that I dont really want and I dont want to be codependent on anyone anymore.??¿¿
setting small objects on fire over a sink will fix me. pretty sure
old stuff
god .. god damn being a fictive from a source that now ‘embarrasses’ you, kinda sucks.
I mean eh.. few others in this complicated vessel like it. I hate that I cringe at it now. Why? I don’t know probably because its like watching how you were once. Naive, aloof , you know? A follower. But hey, at least I had some fun. Its hard to try and obtain that sense of freedom again. Nothing seems fun anymore. Dormant for too long, friends are different now. Or in pairs, I don’t have that anymore. Being a duo? So I’m confused or either more psychotic. I hate that. I hate how my mind hallucinates so much I spiral or space out too long. Crazy. ‘Fictive’ I don’t know a correct label, do I need one?
Wish I can reach out to people. I can’t.
I miss laughing at stupid stuff again, but it’s not easy. Anymore. When I do, I feel bad after or get bothered at myself for regressing. Brains are complicated, mine needs to be so fried that I stop feeling these feelings and getting progressively frantic.
But I journal here, so I don’t embarrass anyone’close’ to me, because in the end it’s just
‘ you’re being stupid Beavis’ probably, although the name Arson I do prefer, but I can’t escape that name I had since 2012 or something, I don’t remember.
Its 5:32 AM, sleep just seems pretty ancient these days.
being so incredibly lonely it hurts vs getting scared every time you get close to someone and disappearing from front for a while
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Ah idk fursonas or whatever
when certain things make the schizo hallucinations worse. what a day.
Desert monitor lizard eating an egg By: Norman Myers From: The Desert 1977
Metallica: The First Four Albums
LISTEN TO THE ALMIGHTY METALLICA.
But not just the first four albums…… All the Albums.
This shit keeps flopping on instashat.
Reposting from the collective page or whatever