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bought a human tooth at value village

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being back in an english speaking country has helped my social anxiety so much, meeting new people and applying for jobs in person, etc, is so much easier when you don’t need to convince people you’re worth switching languages for. ​having to navigate different social situations in german or dutch and feeling constant panic makes any interaction in english sooooo easy

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the universe is putting me in such bizarre situations with the ex of the guy that i’m seeing

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only making good playlists

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usually i am really good (too good) at being unemployed. also i’m usually good at being alone, but this last week ive felt this expanding emptiness and doom on days i don’t have plans to see anyone. my only plans today are to walk into cafes and ask for a job, when no one wants to hire a phd student who only has research experience

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going to a barn party in rural Ontario tonight with no foreseeable way of getting home

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my friends keep making fun of my catholic sense of penance

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hoodie x james k -- 065 (scorpio)

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getting mad at my lacanian boyfriend because he said he doesn’t have any sexual fantasies, when everyone knows there is no such thing as a sexual relationship between masculine and feminine and the subject is required to create a fantasy to bridge that impossibility

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Steal My Sunshine

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procrastinated writing my essay by going across town to buy these soviet posters from a girl on facebook marketplace

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i fear i am grasping for a narrative of myself that’s fundamentally at odds with my actions…

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They were all in love with dying they were drinking from a fountain That was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain I don’t mind the sun sometimes, the images it shows I can taste you on my breath and smell you on my clothes