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One Nice Bug Per Day
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DEAR READER
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Monterey Bay Aquarium

oozey mess
d e v o n
will byers stan first human second
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NASA
Three Goblin Art

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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@mikaylagottron
wasted day and wasted existence
don't turn off my lights then complain about my darkness.
Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953
Dear diary...
I feel disgusting. Scared. Lonely.
But it doesn't matter.
I'm always breaking down. But I don't matter. So why bother...?
Dear diary...
Maybe happiness is possible. Maybe comfort and peace are possible.
I just think none of these things are possible for me. I'm incapable of experiencing any of these feelings.
I was only made for pain.
“But I do feel strange-almost unearthly. I’ll never get used to being alive. It’s a mystery. Always startled to find I’ve survived.”
— John Steinbeck, from Journal of a Novel: The East of Eden Letters
At what point does life start feeling like life, and not like death?
At what point do we go from slowly dying, to actually living?
yayy i'm going to feel like this until i die