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I just dont feel like i can get clean, no matter how clean i am. My dogs annoying me, she’s a dog. I dont like this feeling, i dont know what to do. Anger like clothes that are too small for you, anger like back pain, anger like artificial warmth, anger like swimming in honey

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I sat in silence as my mind was completely empty, perfectly empty. I looked at the grass I looked at the sky and it was gorgeous, Id never seen anything so beautiful. I will hold that moment dear to my heart. I wondered if i had no concept of time especially because i shouldnt worry about it, I didnt need to. 

Im a bit bored now, but im happy. im not sure what to do with my night. 

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Why so god damn sad? I mean, i get it, i do. Surely shining a spotlight on your pain at all times cant be good though. surely, if its all you focus on then how could you move on and grow? How could you focus on all the other beautiful things going on around you while youre so focused on your pain? 

I dont know, something i noticed. It’s draining, and hard to escape. but sometimes i cant stand to talk about it or focus on it. A healthy strain of spite i suppose

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What does it mean to be gone?

What is it to be truly gone? 

Is gone a state of body or is gone a state of mind?

There will be memories and talk of you.

There will be thoughts. Maybe many, maybe a few

Is it when those thoughts end?

When that one person murmurs your name once more

through a story, through a dream

 Or is it when you’re just a name engraved on stone

Or dirt on the bottom of someone’s shoe

  you breathe that one breath.

You exhale all your emotions and deflate for the last time

When a heart stops, and they announce your death

The piercing long beep of a heart monitor 

What does it mean to be gone?

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Its late tonight and there’s too many lights on 

like mixed fruit, soft candles, warm light but a lot of it. 

like your breath in cool air, charging out of your mouth and floating up, away

i’m warm but i’m cold, i should be cold 

the floor is cold though, creaking floorboards and a dying fire that has served no use. Slowly it begins to fade as well, as does its heat. So now I am cold. 

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Sweetness feel me

I want to punch you 

My face is plastered into one shape

Mouth held by tape

Theres a cockroach on my shouder 

He says hi 

He tried to fly away 

And now i cant find him, hes gone. 

My friend the cockroach, i saw his little head

Soon he will be dead 

Hes a bug, they live for a few days. 

Its only nature. 

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if i could choose only one song to listen to for my whole life it would be Guantanamera

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My love, the chess pieces are everywhere. 

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Gonna drop some Hanukkah science Yeah hmm, uh--this is it... I press a button make the gentleman cry I rock a beat to make the hamburger fry I funk this joint and check out holiday gear The system booming strictly Pioneer Under the rear Bringing a tear

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A satiated experience still soaking wet You hang it to dry on the neural radiator Drawing out the free radical bits While two blue-collared toads Speak across a subway rail Unaware that your mind is unlocked

-J ack Burt

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stupid quote. “If speaking kindly to plants helps them grow, imagine what it could do to humans?” we would sit there quietly looking at it, adding things between the crunching and chewing of our ‘meals’. It really didnt make any sense, did speaking to even plants help them grow? does that mean speaking badly to a plant would stop their gowth? you dont see “no cursing!” in any gardening books, not that ive seen anyway. What a stupid quote, it isnt even correct, if youre going to try and inspire people you probably shouldnt start off by lying to them.

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I have decided that fitting songs into genres is like musical racism. 

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World perception

I can imagine my thoughts as a book sometimes, it makes it easier to think. My thoughts are like deers or rabbits. They stand there calm and still but the second you approach them or even acknowledge them they’re gone, retreated back to an underground maze.

i think about a lot of things.

All we (as people) ever experience and know is our own minds, our thoughts and feelings. We can never truly experience someone else. I think the closest you can get to experiencing the same thing as another person is through drugs. But even then you're still just experiencing your reaction to chemicals. your brain, your reaction.

its like when people wonder about colour. My green may not be your green, my green might just be your red. There’s no way you could know. We simply interpret and recognise them the same way. it makes me wonder about how people think, how someone thinks compared to me, their reactions and go to thoughts, where their mind wanders off to. I wonder how different it would be to truly experience someone, what would it be like to be in someone else’s mind for the day, to see how they perceive the world. Not just to experience, but to truly be, without filter or consciousness. 

Its sort of lonely... In a way. alone, misunderstood because its literally impossible to understand.  Or,  they might understand but not experience, therefore not properly understand. I wonder if it’d be possible to find someone who sees your green. I stand here and see a blue sky, a man or woman stands on the other side of the world and sees the same blue. I’m not just talking about colour here, thoughts and reactions. They have the same chemicals, same ratio and same reactions. what would that be like? Is this possible? Is it not this simple? it must be possible. this is where I get confused though, the rabbits have run away at this point. 

stupid, sensitive rabbits. 

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sex ed in the south is so concerning lmfao. my bible teacher taught it and he told us women cant actually orgasm. his evidence was that he’d been with his wife for 30 years and I quote “if the female orgasm was real i would have seen it by now.” miss banks if you’re out there i am so sorry ma’am

[catchymemes]

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IN CONCERT '' ELTON JOHN '' LONDON 1974

look at his hands go!! absoloute legend