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yeah i'm into petplay run me over with your car
my friend's puppy has baffling levels of attitude for someone who's only been around for a handful of months. he understands concepts like deceit and civil disobedience and other things i didn't fully grasp until well into my 20s. this guy doesn't even know the seasons loop yet. he's probably like okay spring. what's next. some other new bullshit i bet
this too shall pass but the fuck was that for
The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
OK so im a frog and the water is warm now. i swear it was cold a while ago but now its warm and i dont know when or why. But it's probably not gonna get any warmer
oh i’m sorry would you rather me beat an alive horse?
no one is coming to save you not because you’re all alone in this world but because you have to be the one to do it
hey i saw you across the echo chamber and i really liked what you were saying
Wait…. 😳 there’s a way out?
Fuuuuuuck me. It’s through? And that’s the only way? Fuuuuuuuck dude
to live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go
- Mary Oliver, “In Blackwater Woods”