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🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Fai_Ryy
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Origami Around
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Xuebing Du
art blog(derogatory)
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@pepsibleach
the floor is lava i guess
here, have some fuckin uhh angels
If you shout at your kids when they struggle with school, don’t expect them to ask you for help when they struggle with depression.
Not a single poor or middle class person in the world was surprised to hear that rich people were bribing their children’s way into college.
Talent shows like Britain’s got talent become much more disturbing when you realise that it’s just 4 rich people dangling money in front of poor people and telling them to dance for their entertainment.
Fishing would be somewhat more sinister if we lived in the water and fished with hooked lines of food, dragging land animals to their watery grave.
i’m feeling it today
trying not to avoid it
but going towards it seems idiotic
I have enough. I'm trying so hard to stay grateful for that, for this warm place to sleep and shower. But the struggle to work and the absolute lack of anything resembling a connection to another person or thing leaves me needing. I need so much that people move further away when they realize. I've taught myself to rely only on a good relationship with me, but i still haven't found a way to do that again with all the fucked up shit that's happened since then. I can't find a link to anyone else and I can't find a link to a genuine, untraumatized me. I'm afraid all the time and I'm alone all the time. I'm searching for a way out... still.