This blog is a view into what life is like when you are not chosen by god

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Misplaced Lens Cap
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
almost home
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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we're not kids anymore.
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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This blog is a view into what life is like when you are not chosen by god
Chen Chen, Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced an Emergency
“Tact, like empathy, is based on a certain form of mutual understanding. But while empathy implies the idea of entering someone else’s mind inasmuch as it is linked to the presumption that ‘I know how you feel’, tact exists to create a form of bonding between individuals that is not based on the idea of intrusion but, conversely, on the respect for existing boundaries, and on a willingness not always to assume that one knows. While empathy requires resonance and proximity, tact is there to restore distance, and to accept the difference between the individuals involved in order to protect and preserve their dignity. Tact is based on an attention towards otherness.”
— Katja Haustein, “How to Be Alone with Others: Plessner, Adorno, and Barthes on Tact” (via mehreenkasana)
seeking salvation from a silent power
you're just mad because you're hungry and tired and your legs hurt and you head hurts and you're too hot and you have depression
I Will Get The Light Back In My Eyes in 2026
2027 gonna be my year fr I can feel it
hahahahahahahahahaha
if only god knew how sad I am
fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’
[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]
Tumblr is a fate driven website. You can't find posts through the search function, you see them when you're meant to.
don’t think there’s a god out there if all he does is make me feel like fucking shit abt my life & myself. Like no fucking way
what the FAWWWWWKKKKKKKKKK CODY RETAINS AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH FAWK YES
WHY are they still pushing this stupid mcafee angle
you interested in anyone?
I have nothing in me for anyone
i love a dim lit room!! turn off all big lights!!!
its true that romance amd friendship will not solve everything but. objectively speaking its very hard to get sad when you can say 'lets go get cake tomorrow okay' and someone will go get cake with you. like there is some good at least. you know
I’m so fucking tired of feeling this way
Need to always shed tears to prove to god I can’t take it anymore or what