[illdieformycat]

📍in between happiness

[illdieformycat]

i felt bad. i'm the worst

[illdieformycat]

God, what do you want more from me?

[oaluz]

pdf from here

[natanvance]

[ben-walker-deactivated20230713]

do you ever lay in a position so uncomfortable you can actually feel it damaging your body but ur too lazy to move

[illdieformycat]

im the worst version of myself i can give to myself now

and i feel deeply sorry

[heartsnmagic]

[illdieformycat]

now i can sleep

Nat 🦋 on TikTok

God’s presence is PEACE in the midst of the storm! #jesus #christian #gospel #CrucialCatch #BeConvincing

[pre-party]

[especially]

[illdieformycat]

i just want to restart my whole life

[remanence-of-love]

[eliminated]

[illdieformycat]

this is the summary of my life

[thespilledquotes]

But knowing what I don't want to do doesn't help me figure out what I do want to do. I could do just about anything if somebody made me. But I don't have an image of the one thing I really want to do. That's my problem now. I can't find the image.

— Haruki Murakami

[erickimberlinbowley]

The Loneliest Whale in the World.

In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:

She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.

[illdieformycat]

my heart cri