These movies made me who I am

Janaina Medeiros
Peter Solarz

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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Cosimo Galluzzi

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One Nice Bug Per Day

shark vs the universe
noise dept.
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
styofa doing anything
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
occasionally subtle

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These movies made me who I am
i sometimes think that a kiss from you might be worth ruining a great friendship over, ure so beautiful i adore you with all my heart
i wanna kiss u softly
- f.k.q
words from class of 2013 by mitski
i can never fully process all the loss i had experienced in this lifetime. i know that i am constantly grieved, but i also know that i love constantly, purely, deeply.
“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember
"how can you remember that" I remember Everything. unless I forget
please listen to albums someitmes youll be amazed at what an artists songs do when theyree in an order they made. for you to listen to. etc
in your 20s you must rediscover the joys of arts and crafts to stave off spiritual decay
there's just nothing that beats being at home. the world will try to convince me i should be doing more and it's like yeah but im at home
like if youre at home right now just take a minute to be like UGH yes im at home
god it's like nobody even cares that [problem i've taken great pains to make sure nobody will acknowledge] looks like i have no choice but to make it worse in isolation for reasons i can't articulate and don't understand
I post for the bitches who stutter, misspeak, mumble, and speak with an incoherent flow that only makes sense if you are in my brain
there are so many people who are waiting to love you. keep going
holding my own face in my own hands and screaming “there is no connection without an open heart! you must be brave! you must be honest! you must be true!” in the mirror
i may be burnt out n depressed n insecure abt my place in ppl's lives but at least i love smiling with my teeth now and im slowly waking up earlier and learning to love driving and drinking less coffee and yesterday my friend told me her mom really loved me