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lionfloss

Vintage Swedish Rya Wool Rugs

weirdyearbook

“But now I must confront my buried self.“ From Eastern Mennonite College’s 1966 yearbook.

snorlax

what are some of your irrational fears, not so much phobias? for example, I thought I was afraid of heights. but it's more of if I fall from here I could break something. but I've made peace with falling from heights I could die from. and how do you think you could rationalize those fears?

I’ve always feared breaking my neck by doing any cool jumps and what not … so sad so sad I took away a possible joy from myself … I think you could look at risk factor analysis idk? You can die from anything

The most tiring part of having fuck buddies is when all of them are too incompetent to understand what “I’m free this day not this day” means, and they eat so much of my time going back on information they already have. Reminder to only have FB’s with Google calendar training 😭😯

when ur a hygiene hoe but also a natural hoe and the smell of strong detergent on bedsheets now makes you dizzy because you’re used to the unscented bio shit 🤧 I can never win in this game

dollkraut

fuckyou-design

fyeahmovieclub

No one ever talks about how symbolic the throwing away of the toothbrush is, in sadness or in madness. 🪥

I’m 25 and finally now feeling more able in tackling the act/ art of studying better than I ever have before.

In the last 5months the ease I have found in my brain to study what I need to has been slowly increasing almost out of no where.

Motivation/drive/discipline/ passion was so futile for me from school age until the middle of last year (2022)

I’ve evidentially veered away from revision for grades, extra curricular, various jobs and even my own passion projects because I simply found it too hard to keep it going even when I didn’t feel like doing it.

I don’t really have a fucking clue how the shift began, maybe it’s the impending age and thinking right, quarter of a century- what have you done?

The answer always feels like “not a lot.”

But my perspective is changing, the belief in myself is glimmering away behind the almighty rocks of imposter syndrome and self doubt.

The funniest part? My brain has been asking itself semi-subconsciously “uhh, don’t you wanna stop this now? you usually would have given up like 30minutes ago.” And the genuine answer is more often, “no, I’m good. I want to do some more, I NEED to do some more.”

Go figure…

When a Capricorn puts a liiiiiiiiiiiil bit of faith into ANY other sign and they just burn whatever task at hand to the ground (: