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Andulka
todays bird
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Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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@iamtheendofrainbow
Woke up and ate a peanut butter and jam sandwich which made me feel sick (I suffer from UC) - it usually doesn't. Tried to get to work by tram (because I can't just not go because capitalism and social pressure to be efective and hard-working) and of course I had to stand for 20 minutes because I can't just sit down when an elderly person is standing next to me because social pressure, also I am young so I must be healthy and strong so why wouldn't I give up my seat to someone older thus obviously sicker because age determines health.
Youg does NOT mean healthy.
Old does NOT mean sickly.
I wish society would stop putting pressure on young people to feel obliged to give up their seats to others if they don't feel like doing so. Sometimes we are just sick and tired too.
god gives his hardest battles (digestive issues) to his sexiest soldiers
Ā They say the ice will hold
so there I go,
forced to believe them by my act of trusting people,
stepping out on it,
Ā and naturally it gaps open
and I, forced to carry on coolly
by my act of being imperturbable,
slide erectly into the water wearing my captain's helmet,
waving to the shore with a sad smile,
"Goodbye my darlings, goodbye dear one,"
as the ice meets again over my head with a click.
āEdward Field, 1974
āHe had thought himself a hero, had acted heroically, And dreamt of his fall, the tragic fall of the hero; But now rides commuter trains, Serves on various committees, And wishes he had drowned.ā
Icarus - Edward Field
Today Iām wearing a lovely shade of I slept like shit so donāt piss me off
If character fictional....why am I in love
Same, Mr Wilde... same
sleep to ignore shit
When you realize you need to completely rewrite a scene in your wip
Does anyone else reply to a text mentally but not physically then forgets to actually reply all together or is that just me
will i ever have my shit together
I donāt āzone outā. Being zoned out is my default state, and I occasionally zone back in to check how things are going.
My new shoes - made for ass kicking