No money in my bank account but at least i have love in my heart
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No money in my bank account but at least i have love in my heart
what could possibly be in there
is okay you do not need hard drive. i remember computer for you.
so true
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Happy "Not Only Is It Not Friday, It's Not Even Thursday, Official Wednesday, It's Tuesday" Monday, everyone
Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir
what do you mean you havent used mindfulness techniques to accept the state of the torture labyrinth as is yet. its like youre not even trying
fuck i can’t believe i wasted my entire life being moved by art and beauty and the indomitable human spirit ugh i should’ve been making money through internet scams
I'm on a noble quest to feel something
things felt so far:
humidity
shame
Dude I love your blog. I'm a big fan of the cries for help
I think that ever since I was a young girl, I have wanted to be a cryptid
my little girl will not have an ipad she will have a wax tablet and abacus. she will be the laughing stock of her grade but by god can my girl focus
How do I find a media that makes me feel something that is not sadness
yo puki how do i deal w my parents' divorce
Idk, probably by repeating the same vicious cycle until you realize that the reason why you couldn't love a person back was due to your own fears of abandonment, and then, idk, just kinda spitballing here, you break free of that fear by realizing that the world is more welcoming of your love than you had originally thought and that it doesn't need to be so neatly categorized as long as the expression is shared, so with a new lease on life, you build yourself back up from nothing and you meet the love of your life at a beach-bar in Bermuda, on a cool spring evening in the year 2037, the scene blanketed under an orange sunset, with turquoise waves lapping gently over the white sands.
what the fuck
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