how is it june tomorrow how is it halfway through the year I NEED TO CATCH MY BREATH DAMN

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Cosimo Galluzzi
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Not today Justin
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Janaina Medeiros
we're not kids anymore.

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how is it june tomorrow how is it halfway through the year I NEED TO CATCH MY BREATH DAMN
in a large sense scarcity is a necessity for true happiness as it gives the human the ability to savor, to find beauty, meaning, etc. If my every desire is met then what is the point of living? I am thankful when I do not receive what I want, only so that I can sink deeply into presence when I do. I think that we must allow suffering to find us, we must sometimes accept lack, and know that it's all part of the rhythm too.
incredible picture found on the interwebs i had to share with everypony
"Creatives deserve to be paid" and "We desperately need community spaces for creatives that aren't focused on trying to make money or advance careers where we're allowed to make connections and experiment" are two statements that can and should coexist.
the world went to shit once people started building in between fairy forts
would you rather be a writer whose work is studied in academic institutions or be a writer with a huge tumblr fanbase
or be shakespeare, the man who did both
my wip when i'm in the midst of finals: write meeeee wriiiittteeee meeeeeeeeee
my wip when i have ample free time:
(and then a tumbleweed breezes across the document)
you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life
watching its always sunny in philadelphia n im feeling like this
taking classes for the major you chose in order to get the degree you need for the career you want
talking to myself and asking "yk what i mean?"
the world stupid as hell rn but at least we still have fruit. sighs wistfully. at least we have fruit.