Mood.
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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Three Goblin Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Show & Tell
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Love Begins
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Mood.
My brain keeps going from “I’m not important to anyone and I wanna cry and lay down on the highway.” to “I’ll just smoke and watch Bob’s Burgers and go to bed. I’m fine.” to “LET’S GET RECKLESS DO HARMFUL SHIT AGAIN!” to “What are emotions? I’m fine because I feel nothing.”
Bpd, man. Shit’s wild.
Smoke them hoes down until they’re stingers 🤭💨
Neckbeard vibes. 💁🏻♂️
My jawline lookin mighty sharp. 😯
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Clear your mind here
Sorta been cutting a lot of people off lately. I’m sick of putting my trust into people who don’t value it. I’m sick of lies. I’m sick of fake friends.
I just wanna be happy. So I’m just gonna stay close to the people who genuinely care about me and who know I’m working my shit out. I don’t have to explain anything to anyone. I just need to keep finding who I am as a man. And I know I can do it.
Clear your mind here
“I need a life that isn’t just about needing to escape my life.”
— Robert Polito (via hplyrikz)
Clear your mind here
(via hplyrikz)
Why is it that every time I trust someone to stay, they leave. Why do I foolishly trust words when in reality I know that one day, everyone finds their reasons to walk away from me just like everyone else before.
Not to be “cynical” or “attention-seeking” but I really don’t think I’m built to be in love. Maybe I’m just supposed to wander this life on my own. The same story out of a line of different mouths is just eye opening to me that the other person can’t possibly always be the problem. Maybe I’m the problem. Maybe love isn’t a capability of my brain or my heart.
I’m just lost and numb. And I don’t really know what to think, or do, or feel.
Sup. ✌🏼
I will never understand people who are so quick to give up on me. Especially if you give up on me because you think you know what’s going on in my head. It just hurts my heart.
When they thought the rain was fading away, a devastating storm took a reckless path.
Once it gained momentum it couldn’t stop.
The destruction was beyond repair before they even saw what it had done.
Houses, full of hope and love.
Buildings and special spots, full of memories.
When the smoke settled the horror of the scene was too much to bear.
The storm disappeared up into the clouds that it came down from.
Leaving no signs of remorse.
Only remains of what once was.
But the town knows that in destruction lies room for rebuilding itself, better than ever before.
And the visions of the reconstruction gives the town motivation to make plans.
It may take months, maybe even years, before the town ever feels ready for the next storm to come through.
But all they can do is use the knowledge of the ones before to better prepare.
And in the time between storms, they will enjoy the sunshine and focus on rebuilding.
Better than ever before.
-lmc “Under Construction”
I guess adderall is what I needed to get back into writing. This may be my favorite thing I’ve written to date.
Okay. Maybe you’re right. Maybe the reason everyone leaves me is because I’m too fucked up in the head to be capable of love. Guess I never thought of it like that. But it makes sense.