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glad to see those spreading the truth
Rb to force new people from twitter to eat bees
Oh, hey, I was wondering when I’d get to use this again.
did you just fucking have this
high quality, large quantity
People always make it seem like it's so hard to keep in touch or respond to things. It's not. Everyone just makes a conscious decision whether something is worth the effort or not, and can't admit that their decision implies that responding isn't important enough to them.
People always make it seem like it's so hard to keep in touch or respond to things. It's not. Everyone just makes a conscious decision whether something is worth the effort or not, and can't admit that their decision implies that responding isn't important enough to them.
I don't know why it's so easy to convince myself that things are too good to be true. That sure, it's fun and feels good now but it's going to end anyway. Thoughts about wasting my time hoping for something that has no chance of happening. None of these feelings are rational, just a nagging weight of past experiences piling on top of me, making it hard to breathe (not actually). I wish I knew why I can't just be content with my relationships (friendships included). Why I'm so insecure about them being flawed or misguided. I normally feel proud to have so many people who I love deeply and vice versa but throughout my life I find myself questioning all of their intentions and all of their true feelings about me. How many of them are fake? How many are genuine? How many have I taken for granted? How many take me for granted? How many connections should I keep? Which one's should I let go and release?
The quote from Olga Dies Dreaming, the book I recently funished, really hits me to my core. "...even people who were once your sails, can become your anchors." It's like I'm constantly waiting for the anchors to throw themselves overboard and bring me down with them.
Do I even need to be thinking about them like this or am I just being dramatic because I'm lonely. Likely the latter. The amount of space in this home can be an uncomfortable feeling and the amount of free time I have to myself can get unbearing sometimes. I can't always tell if I'm still relearning how to live on my own or if I'm so far passed that process that I'm impatient to continue living on my own. I need to relax and stop thinking so much. And seriously take a break from weed. Going to try and leave it alone leading up until Saturday (probably not going to happen) and then take a serious break after Saturday.
Distortion
A ringing in the ears
Uncanny, yet a resemblance to white noise
Or the needles pinning your legs after sitting for too long
When confronted with the idea of failure,
our minds can easily develop a craving for clarity,
A thirst to flip the shame and misunderstanding into a
Reality we can comprehend.
A realm of anarchy blends together as the answers we seek are lost into an abyss
Paralysis sinks into our nervous systems like venom into our veins
We beg for amnesia, hoping these drowning feelings of failure and inadequacies dissipate
Through it all we learn to shed the lingering confusion to accept that failure is never the end
It's not a black hole trapping us
It's the beginning of a brighter journey
Enhanced by the our experiences
Molding us to be that much better than yesterday
I thought we would have a different life. I thought I would be a different woman. I was given a miracle, a second chance. I was so afraid to lose it…that I lost sight of who our miracle was for.
ー ENCANTO (2021) dir. Jared Bush, Byron Howard
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BODY ONCE TOLD ME
say bye
p.s. new episode of poorly drawn lines on hulu now
Doesn't feel good when you're overwhelmed at a job that you don't feel is right for you anymore, especially ability wise. I just don't think I'm in the right profession.
4/11/21 8:50 PM
There's a dense void at the center of my chest. I can feel each thread of my inner being - my emotions, my fears, my desires - be pulled into this void's core. As if it believed itself to have divine right to rule over these abstract pillars I claimed as my own. The sensation feels like a cave in caused purely by the relenting force of gravity.
All I can do is watch the threads reel themselves to their new place of residence.
As they shift and swirl, I still have to deal with the external physical world. The somewhat menial tasks taking me through each hour dissolving into the following day. As statuesque as I was watching the components of my soul be pulled away from me, we are just statues watching each second advance forward. Not maliciously, but without regard for anything but its goal: ceasing to exist, only to be reborn into the next moment in time. Only to be fade away as instantly as it arrived.
Yet in each second that passes me by, I find myself thinking about you. The shape of your eyes, the curvature of your profile, the slight hint of goofiness in your laugh. I've never experienced anything that can relate to the phenomenon. How can my heart be so poised to attack while neglecting its defenses? From the instant you came into view, even behind the glass of your window, I could see your gentile smile clear as day and I could hear my heart plunk and hit the floor so intelligent and fierce. Determined and with a fire spawned by the mixture of resiliency and relentlessness.
I was captive to every second being born again and again hoping time would suddenly creep into a crawl and I could continue to have a view of those deep intellectual and serious brown eyes which are only in competition with your infectious smile.
As I write each letter to each word on these pages I am struggling internally to pull back each thread linked to my soul and reclaim them, allowing me to ease back into reality and rationality. I know its irrational to have such strong feelings of excitement, admiration, intrigue, fear, uncertainty, fragility. Yet, my gut is telling me these feelings are significant, as if I should pay attention and heed them. They are not without purpose is another way to explain it. Ironically, I think back to the words you have inked on your wrist: "Just Breathe." I say ironic because the past 1-2 months I've been focusing on exactly that. "Just Breathe." So that's what I'll do. I'll breathe at the count of every 4th record second. Breathe into the dawn of a new day and hopefully a day closer to seeing you again.
Jeez, I really can't stop thinking about her.
This is the definition of Chaotic Evil.
NOOOOOOOOO
I kept saying “why are you like this” more and more, and then it was just “no, nooo. nO, OH GOSH WHY”
I went from “Gosh, that was a close one!” to feral anger very very quickly
HAHA! EVIL
Hey! This is the work of Joseph Hersercher, who makes Rube Goldberg Machines and it’s some of the funniest shit on the internet. The above is from “Pass the Pepper” which is available on his Patreon (Srsly, subscribe, it’s incredible), but here is it’s earlier companion piece, Pass The Salt:
anyone else feel like youtube is getting too fucking comfy w/ the multiple ads before every fuckin video??
Got premium so no idea what y'all are talking about.
AI THIS BITCH BOUGHT YOUTUBE PREMIUM
oh to cook with my wife and stand directly in front of cabinets and drawers she needs to open
My current favourite tiktok trend is the one where people wrap presents to look like something they're not and some people get ridiculous with it
Like:
✨The dedication ✨
Look at all this ones tho ajdkakdka