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When Jane Austen said, "And sometimes I keep my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in," I felt that
jesus fuck, it feels like the world is just literally against us lately. woke up to the news that we had to put our cat down today, because of a broken pelvis. this cat was my brothers second best friend, and now he has lost two of the best things in his life in a very short time. i mostly feel bad for him, ofc iām sad about our cat too, weāve had her for eight years.
thereās just a lot going on right now with covid still lurking, war in europe, my brother losing his best friend, myself struggling with anxiety, my granddad in the hospital and now we lost our cat, all in just 3 effie months. give us a break please, we get it.
edit i know my life couldāve been so much worse, iām privileged. in the big picture i have nothing to complain about, but in the reality iām living in this is enough for me
my brother just lost his best friend. He was 18 years oldā¦. cardiac arrest. like what the fuck is that why does that happen to a 18 year old i just canāt grasp this and i canāt even imagine how my brother is doing iām hurting so bad for him
iāve lived in the big city for about a year now, give it take a few months where i stayed at home because covid gave me āØanxiety⨠and i was too scared to go back. but iāve been back for like 6 months now and WAS at least doing much better with my anxiety. Thing is that it makes it hard for me to eat, because iām scared iāll have an allergic reaction and die. (i have health/death/social anxiety thank u very much) and today my roomie tested positive for covid on two at-home-tests, and iām feeling a bit groggy with a weirdly kind of sore but not sore throat and a lil cough. sooo basically im pretty sure we both have covid, im taking a PCR-test as soon as i get an appointment, hopefully tomorrow. but im pretty sure thatās what it is. this is ofc NOT helpful for my anxiety because im scared of DYING, and im a fat bitch both asthma so i just might. but i am ofc also scared about loosing my taste, or maybe even worse, it changing. because then i wonāt be able to taste or smell if there are any nuts or other things im allergic to in my food. my taste and smell okay a huuuge role for me right now regarding my food and what i eat. i once toasted broccoli in a pan, thought it smelt a bit like nuts and didnāt dare eat my dinner. so instead i went the rest of the day without eating anything. OBViously this makes me scared that i wonāt be able to eat at all if my taste/smell is gone/changed.
obviously called my mom bawling, not that she can do anything about it. she nearly insists on bringing me back home so she can take care of me (bless her) but i for sure donāt wanna give my family covid and potentially freaking kill them. i would not be able to live with my self in any way. iām already anxious about my family dying, i think about it way too often. it makes me cry instantly. AT the Same TiMe thoughā¦. i wouldāve been a whole lot less anxious if i had my mom here. then iād know someone would check in on me and take care of me. iām super scared of dying in this bed and not being discovered in like 5 days because my roomies didnāt check on me??? then again thatās not their job, but i would feel a lot better if i had someone to check in on me and call the ambulance if i need it.
also, to add to one of my earlier entries. i did start seeing a therapist. shortly after i moved to the big city because i had a panick attack the first night and the whole move prolly triggered my anxiety cus it got real bad. So i saw a therapist a few times, but i never spoke about my darkest stuff like i mentioned i was scared about doing. she never really asked much about my life at all actually, other than stuff regarding food and family members and death. and you know a girl to be a great liar, so i got out of the hard questions anyways. btw, iām so torn on this because being a great liar is both a blessing and a curse. curse because i tell lies quite frequently just to avoid uncomfortable situations, but a blessing because i can get out of most things easily since iām good at it. while i was writing this i kinda agreed that it it mostly a curse. Lying isnāt cool man. iām gonna try and get some sleep cheers
oh man. so much has happened. I finished my bachelors degree and got an A on my bachelor thesis which iām stoked and amazed by. I dont understand how i did that or how I even finished the thesis itself. Me and three of my friends are moving to the big city, our capital and we just signed with the landlord yesterday!!!!! On one hand i am super stoked about moving to a big city, on the other hand i am absolutely terrified. Ive never been particularly interested in the city and neeever imagined myself actually living there at all. I dont like places with a lot of people, and there are a lot of people in the big cities. So iām very excited to see how iāll manage that. Another thing is all the things that trigger me, like taking public transport, walking in crowds, money, everything is more expensive, making new friends, getting a job, the virus. I think a lot about how it will be to live there, and sometimes iāts all magical and fun, other times its filled with anxious thoughts, and kinda not wanting to go after all. Luckily i will live with friends, so iāll have someone.Ā But again - today i got an email saying I didnt get into the school i wanted to, and iāve only applied for one other school so if i dont get into that one either iām screwed. I have no income to pay rent, and getting a job nowadays is super effin hard. Im searching ofc, but if i dont get accepted into any of the schools, and dont have a job i wont be able to live there. And i have no idea what iāll do then, i would have to move back home i guess. And do.. nothing?Ā Ā Life is scary guys, and this mother fucking year can ta en bolle! Why cant things just work out, like please???Ā Ā
today my grandfather died. or fatherfather as we call him. it was so weird because i was thinking about him earlier today, hoping that today wouldnāt be the day that i got that phone call. For some reason i thought about my fathermother and mothermother that are already in heaven and thought about wether or not they can actually see whatās going on here, with their familyās lives. and this sounds so cliche i know, but i just wondered if they still watch us and what we do. I donāt believe in life after death and i donāt believe in god but itās nice to believe they are there to see all what you achieve and go trough. the weird thing is, and this is also cliche, that i thought about this exact thing the same day as my fatherfather passes.
Iām glad heās out of his misery now, he has not been doing well at all lately. But it all happened so quickly, i was prepared for this but at the same time not. how do you even prepare to lose someone youāve known your whole life? youāll never realize until that moment that you will actually never see or hear that person again. thatās what hurts the most. and not knowing where he is now, can he see me? is he reunited with fathermother, or is he just gone. because it seems absurd to me that a person would just vanish, dissappear. even if iām not religious, i would like that they had the possibility to keep watch over us and see all that we do. and meet their friends and family wherever they are.
i think iām done crying for tonight. will just stay in bed until tomorrow, how do you deal with these kinds of things when you have roommates? Am i supposed t walk out into the living room and announce what just happened? iām not that person at least.
I will miss you, farfar
this post is actually positive!
my mom finally broke up with her boyfriend!!! (ref. my other posts) This was looong due, the dude has been treating my mom like trash and his ancient views on life makes him so unworthy. i seriously canāt respect people with those kinds of views. i think sucking the poison out of my moms life made her feel a lot better, honestly. and me, ofc. I dont have to worry about coming home for summer holiday anymore and we can go on trips to the beach and sweden without killing each other! they are still friends apparently, but at least theyāre not dating aka i donāt have to meet him. thank you seitan
this is about my moms fucking boyfriend again.Ā
I havent seen him in forever. i dont live at home anymore, so i really cant even remember the last time i saw him as my mom has tried to keep ut away from each other. Well, he is supposed to come here this weekend and stay with my mom. And were supposed to go to sweden tomorrow do do some cheap shopping, the famous harrytur. But i overheard my mom speaking with him on the phone, and when she mentioned that im coming with them, and am home for christmas, he makes it perfectly clear that he doesnt want to come either way, because i am here. And i can understand that, i havnt exactly been nice to him, and vice versa, so the fact that he doesnt want to see me is understandable. Dont get me wrong, i sure as fuck dont wanna see him either. But at least i am the bigger person here, and dont have a problem with him joining us on our trip to sweden.
What really bugs me about this is that 1) he is being such a fucking baby about it, he can just shut the fuck up and we sont have any issues. Shut up aka dont make racist or homophobic comments. and 2) he can man up for my mom, and show her that he really does care about her by TOLERATING to be in the same car as me for a few hours. Its not like im planning to stay all up in their shit. at all. If he does decide to come after all, you can be sure im going to stay in my room 90% of the time he is here. okay and 39 i often overhear these kinds of conversations and they are often about how hes not interested in my mom, or doesnt want to driveĀ āthat farā to see her, or he never pays attention to what shes saying. Almost everytime. Their conversations are just about this fucking crap, and it annoys me that my mom keeps up with it??? She deserves better so why the fuck does she let him behave like this? And hurt her over and over again. i fucking hate that dude, and for more reasons than him just being racist and homophobic now, but because he doesnt treat my mother well enough. fucking SCUMĀ
jesus fuck i experienced sleep paralysis for the first time this morning, and i do not want to go to sleep now.
it was an awful experience, like i could feel my whole body tingeling, probably as i āwoke upā, but not being able to move at all, And this happened twice in a row, because i fell asleep again after the first one, which i donāt remember that well, but i remember getting out of the paralysis by screaming. The second time was an out of your body experience for sure, i remember entering my room and seeing someone in by bed. (there was an outline of one or to bodies, couldnāt really make it out. might have been myself i saw, lying in bed) When i saw this i screamed and i remember that it kinda woke me up. I felt like i actually had screamed out loud, but iām not sure if that really happened or it just felt like that. It was one of those very weak little screams you make when you canāt really breathe or speak so it just really sounds like a squeal. anyways, horrible experience. I donāt wanna experience this again, but iāve slept so bad lately, and i fall asleep at different times almost every night - which is a factor for sleep paralysis, so iām really scared it might happen again. Itās currently 03:27 am and i donāt wanna go to sleep. wish me luck.....
things.
beaokay i want to address a few things thats bothering me atm.
first of all, the house.
Iām moving in with three girlfriends from school and the house has three decently sized bedrooms, and one thatās noticeably smaller. Now, with my luck i already knew that i would get the smallest bedroom. thatās just how my life works, iām rarely lucky in that way. But this house has two stories, and my childhood dream was always to have a bedroom upstairs, as we only had one floor. So i thought that okay, iām an adult now and this is gonna be our house so i actually have the chance to make that dream come true. Since two of the bedrooms are upstairs. (not the little one) So i said to my friends that i want an upstairs bedroom purely because of matearalistic reasons, and explained the situation. (i know this is a shitty āexcuseā to get an upstairs bedroom, i am a materialistic bitch) okay anyways, we had a draw to find out what rooms we get and ofc i got the tiny one ( thereās more to this story, and a reason i explained the thing with the tiny room and upstairs but i just realized that it would be a damn long text, might go back and edit it later) and i got really annoyed. And it annoys me that it annoys me. Like i actually got a bit mad. Mad that life is always against me in that way, and mad that it bothers me because itās so insugnificant and it really doesnāt matter at all. Can you relate? Point is, iām annoyed that i even care that much about something so minor. Like why is that so important to me?Ā
Second thing is my brother.Ā
Ive always been very open with my brother, and ive teached him about life, about people and animals and how we should act towards them. My brother has joined me in demonstrations against fur and has become very open himself to other people with other cultures. I thought i had him on the right track, to be a decent and caring humanbeing.BUT, like two days ago my mom got a call from his scool saying hes been hurting some of his muslim classmates and telling racist jokes and whatnot. This really fucking upset me, like what happend to all the values i taught him?Ā What happened to my caring, accepting and kind brother?Ā Im pretty sure hes been influenced by his friends, and particulary one thats recently come in to his life, who is a bit damaged - you know 14 years old and smoking, stealing and breaking in. So I learned that my brother has been a part of this, and its been going on since christmas. I just dont know what to say, im hurt and sad and angry that he just let all of his values go to be a part ofĀ āthe gang.ā Which i guess is natrual for us humans, its just social psychology. But it hurts me so bad. And when we talked to him about this, he didnt really seem to care?Ā He just sat there like an obnoxious teenager that really believes he can do whatever he wants, and that its not his fault that people get hurt by it. I seriously cried a little in my room after, because i didnt ever think my brother would become that kind of a person. He tells me that all he ever did wass tell racist jokes, and that he thinks racist jokes are really funny, so why should he stop?Ā Doesnt he have the right to tell jokes like that? That my kind of humor. And ofc, some people have that kind of humor, but if you do i think that theres a time and a place to tell those kind of jokes. At least not in front of your classmates who might get hurt by it. My brother thinks that he should be allowed to tell whatever kind of jokes he want to, whereever, ebcause this is a free country and again, not his fault that people are hurt by it. DO you get what kind of shitty brat teenager attitude im trying to portray here?Ā Im just boiling with anger, i dont wanna know that person anymore.Ā
And third. My moms boyfriend. again.
Funny how I always post on this blog in the summer time. Maybe that when im mot emotional. AND, the summer is the only time i HAVE to meet this guy. Schools out, and im home for the summer. ANd ofc he is here to, to visit my mom. Today we went to the beach, and apparently he and my mom had an argment before we left to there was some tension in the air. This dude, lets just call him T, was apparently annoyed, and childish, so he said that hes not going to take a bath, so he wont bother bringing his swimming trunks. Just fyi; its currently 28 degrees celsius here. So he came along to the beach with no swimsuit. Ofc its burning hot at the beach, and my mom and I are frequently taking baths while he just sists there watching. It doesnt take more than say one hour, till he starts complaining about the heat. (he has complained about everything else up intil til point, like, people are too close, hes hungry etc.) After an hour he starts hinting that he want to go home, because hes sunburned ( He was not, he is still white as snow) and needs to get out of the sun (obvi because hes hot and cant cool off in the water) So this whole trips ends in us leaving the beach because this CHILD was dumb enough not to bring his swimming trunks JUST IN CASE.Ā My mother and Iboth wanted to stay longer but we couldnt bear listening to his complaining any longer. What could have been a nice day at the beach, was totally ruined by this asshole of aĀ āman.āĀ (I already dont like him AT ALL; so everything he does annoys me like a thousand times more that it should)
okay i donāt know why but for some reason after my last exam today i felt so done. i expected to feel happy and joyful and ready for the holidays, but instead i just felt empty. i still feel empty and just.... blue. I donāt know why, might just be because iām tired after all the stressing over exams and studying for 7+ h everyday. not iāve had a horrible time.... i did have a breakdown a few days ago when some family drama came up and i was the center of it and accused of starting the whole thing. out of the blue, completely out of the blue. I hadnāt even talked to my familymembers in weeks. so that on top of my stressful exams just made it burst over. I cried on the phone for a good 30mins and thought it was all better after getting it all out. but iāve felt kinda down after that, i just didnāt notice it as good as i did today.
i also feel like iām being to sensitive? a friend of mine tagged me in a picture of a tiny pig by a fire being all cosy and warm, and her comment said ābacon? (smirk)ā and, since iām vegetarian, i just couldnāt find it funny. And iām usually not exactly easily offended and i try to not take offense at all from the veggie-jokes cuz thereās a lot of them and it tries me the fuck out but i donāt wanna make any drama. but this time i just couldnāt deal. itās not funny to me, itās like..... tbh she portrayed herself as kinda stupid from my point of view. such easy and shitty humor. itās not funny anymore to shout bacon everything thereās a picture of a pig?? I prefer more intelligent humor??? if thatās even a thing.
i just felt like a sensitive stereotype vegetarian that was offended by that comment when itās really just harmful. but i just..... no. not today, and not really ever. itās not funny when youāve heard it a THOUSAND times, you know? Itās just not my day. like, thereās a reason iām vegetarian, i donāt see animals ad food anymore. I seriously need some vegetarian friends who can undersaaaand me in these situations. i talked about it with another friend of mine and she was like āitās just a joke, donāt get offended by itā. they donāt understand me. and i donāt wanna be that annoying vegetarian. help please, i so dearly want a vegetarian/vegan friend
tried to paint again last night.... I really have no artistic qualities whatsoever. I take inspiration from art videos on yt and ig and i do exactly the same as they do, i copy it from beginning to end. i canāt make anything original because i donāt have the talent. i canāt make any detailed painting because i seriously canāt paint or draw, so all i ever do is mountains and trees and galaxies. like every other youtuber does. I so dearly wish i had a talent. like thereās nothing iām good at that can be called a talent in that way. iām surrounded by talented people here at campus, most people in my class are musicians and can either sing, play an instrument, or fricking both! My friend sang O holy night the other day WHILE playing the guitar all by her self. like... really. And here i am, canāt even sigh without being out of tune. everyone canāt be talented i guess. tho i do believe you can train your drawing/painting skills. idk. i just wish i had something that iām really good at thatās not disney trivia ???
When I say āplease donāt take a picture of meā itās not because Iām being bitchy and stubborn, itās because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.
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and before anyone says anything about selfies- those are controlled photos.Ā
i seriously want to go home. this dude acts like a fucking 9 yro. like he gets mad if he doesn't get everything just like he wants it. seriously he cries like a baby. what a fucking turn-off. he just cried his way into eating at a fucking irish pub that has two veggie options and i don't like either of them. i already told them this and that i don't want to do here because of that. there are plenty of other options here but he's a fucking baby. this post is going to be a mess because i'm pissed off right now. i ended up ordering a god damn breakfast that i don't even want but i have to because i fucking hate curry fuck you. fuck you for ever meeting my mom and getting into my family. get the fuck out of here. can't you understand that you're a fucking childish asshole and no one wants you here. this is going to be a long four days.....
this vacation sucks. i'm a fucking crybaby and can't do anything but complain. my moms new boyfriends is fucking up our trip to alicante. Or I am. Because he gets on my nerves and and i get mad about it. So, I am the one ruining the mood for everybody. I've never been good at controlling my anger, i never really learnt how to deal with it and idk ignore it?? i get really childish and just don't speak or walk way faster than everybody else. And i feel really fucking bad because i know it hurts my mom. I know she's hurting and i think she understands that she made a mistake by bringing him along without even asking us. ugh i just feel like shit because i know i'm ruining the vacation for everybody, including myself. I really need to learn how to control my feelings and just suck it up and not be such a bitch
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okay i have to get this shit out of my head my mom quite recently got a new boyfriend and i can't fucking tolerate him. He comes across as a racist homophobic idiot. and by idiot i really do mean less intelligent. he has said stuff like "if my daughter ever comes home with a black dude i have to do something" and while staring out the window; "woa, there's a giant N walking his dog." First of all why do you even feel the need to point out that a person is walking his dog, would he have said the same if he was white?????? what's the fucking deal He has said a lot of shit, also that immigrants are generally not nice. and he knows this!!! yeah he knows that they're generally not nice because he grew up with immigrants in his neighborhood. he also knows that most black men are cheaters because he once knew a black guy who cheated on his wife with multiple women. This is where the idiot part comes in, he is just plain stupid. He also likes to comment on me being a vegetarian, we're talking "oh this steak looks so juicy and tasty! sure you don't want some?" Are we seriously not over this yet? and what are you trying to do? does he think i'll reply that oh yeah that does look tasty let me have a bite!!! i fucking know meat tastes good but i'm not into the whole torturing and killing animals for my pleasure thing thanks. ugh, he really annoys me whenever he's around, I try to keep a good mood and be nice to him because of my mom but it's really hard? I've never felt like this about someone before. I just can't get my self to behave nicely around him and towards him. I always thought i was quite good at ignoring this shit and sucking it the fuck up. I guess the worst part is that we're leaving for vacation tomorrow and he's coming with us. My mom bought his ticket before i even got to meet him. They barley even knew eachother. And now my mom is mad at me for not 'liking' him. I am so sorry but we are a total mismatch, he have totally different opinions in all areas. Sorry for being a fucking dissapointment as always??????????
my mom just asked me if i need to see a psychiatrist. no, mom. i don't think i'd ever be able to trust a psychiatrist. Sure i could tell her about like the easy stuff. why i feel like my life is a burden to those around me and it's not valuable. But i don't think i could ever tell her my deepest and darkest. Are my biggest secrets even that dark? Or am I just making a bigger deal out of it than necessary? It's not like I refused to ever do what i did. I was in on it, I even wanted to. So why should i go around nagging about it later. Blargh, sure you're allowed to change your mind. And I was only sixteen at the time. Too young, too dumb. Is that even what's bugging me? Or is it something else? Maybe i've just manipulated my brain to think something's wrong? Because i've read so much about it in the media and now it's some sort of a trend? Am I just trying to be a part of that trend? No, maybe i was trying a few years ago, but it still felt so good. The relief of cutting got me trough school. I think? It felt good at the time, and i really was in a lot of pain. It did help. Then again, what am I complaining about? I Ugh no, i don't know what this post turned into