I didn’t miss that social cue I just thought it was stupid
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I didn’t miss that social cue I just thought it was stupid
i can't believe you're "supposed" to make eye contact with people. like be serious i don't need to see your soul like that
this. i feel like i’m looking into their soul. for a split second i get a download of information after eye contact like i’m watching their 30 second preview.
the 5 love languages are:
- Sharing a blunt
- All forms of cooking
- Being incredibly stupid on purpose
- Collaborative hating
- Ignoring things
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sorry for the delay in responding to your message. I was walking around the house with unclear intentions
Life Update:
i’m 27 years old now. still have no idea what my purpose on this spinning rock is + no clue what i want to do. the feeling of complacency haunts me every night. stuck between living a simple happy life vs financial comfort.
societal pressures and seeing everyone else’s growth is unhealthy, but it’s like ?
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What a nice bong
today my fp told me:
“I’m not ok - don’t ask me how I’m doing how my day is my thoughts again because I’ll just ignore it”
brb splitting till i unalive
I can’t remember a time when I could actually recognise myself in the mirror.
Ever since I was a kid when I’ve seen my reflection it has felt like looking at a stranger.
I’ve genuinely never been able to identify with myself.
i wonder if the stars know
wish i could like. forgive myself for being a person
Everything’s a memory With strings that tie to you
In my dream I’m often running To the place that’s out of you
self sabotage do be my favorite coping mechanism