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@rudefairyrude
NEVER be vulnerable. FLUSH your medication down the toilet. LIE when people ask how you’re doing. SUPPRESS your feelings. ALWAYS be irritable and abrasive. MAKE SURE you push away anyone who’s close to you. CANCEL your therapy appointment.
truth be told, most of my yearning comes from being exhausted of this world. i read the news. "depressing" doesnt even do justice. exactly why id like someone to hold my head, push my hair back and sing Apocalypse by cigarettes after sex or something. only a dirty hand can scrub the filth off my brain.
music is definitely not in the head.
some guitars just have all the songs already in them. some drums sound like they can play it all. some rooms have the vacuum to pull you out and into yourself. it's not an excuse to want to be somewhere or want something to create. it's not an efficient process. it's not meant to create profit or value. art is not valuable, the value you assign is what you want to gain out of it.
we assign it subsistence. some dont assign that either, for some it is fire wood, here now, heat soon and ash later. there is no need to justify what your art is or what you want it to be. do you justify your breath? there is never any meaning to it, you make it up as you go because wouldn't it be lovely that all this leads to somewhere beautiful and safe...
music isnt here, go look, get lost.
exam szn making me realise my actual purpose and shit
watch me procrastinate on my entire syllabus and make a fuckton of crappy projects
keeping track of good hair days to figure out what the significant factors are:
good hair day #1
washing: last shampooed 2 days ago
combing: large comb with water, then large comb with teaspoon-ish amount of nariyal ka tel, then was small comb with water
drying: towel dry lightly
setting: large comb again, this time dry
good hair day #2
washing: washed yesterday night
drying: towel dried after shower
oiling: 5 ml of coconut jasmine oil
drying: hand dry then towel dry
combing: hand comb then wide comb
setting: water and digit sized amount of hair wax tousled all over then hand combed
good hair day #3
hair so light, they feel like aerogel today
washing: shampooed today
drying: towel dried after shower
oiling: 5 ml of coconut jasmine oil while slightly damp
drying: towel dry again but more vigorous
combing: comb w hand then wide comb
setting: wide comb + sea salt spray (yeah we're getting serioused)
we're getting somewhere
good hair day #4
i look ugly but hair look rather okay. also might be going bald soon.
washing: shampooed today
drying: towel dried
oiling: 5 ml of coconut jasmine oil while slightly damp
drying: towel dried again and hair dryer (it actually makes a difference wtf)
combing: comb w hand then wide comb then narrow comb
setting: sea salt spray once completely dry (wow it's actually doing the thing it's supposed to do)
im gonna get a buzz cut. unless someone suggests something better.
(a couple of)
good hair day(s) #5-64
did not get a buzz. here's other things to do.
haircut: even with longer hair, a trim every 2-3 months is crucial, says the barber. i showed him tom cruise from vanilla sky for reference and it kinda works!
washing: once every three days. i will switch to an anti-dandruff shampoo because my skin is dry as fuck. between washes in summer i just shower, winters i can wear a shower cap and not wash them.
conditioner: unscented conditioners are good for my extremely thin and straight hair.
drying: towel dry until slightly damp
oiling: friendship ended with coconut oil, olive oil is my best friend. once in a month or so, just for two hours before a shower. on normal shower days there's this hair serum that does the job.
combing: after shampoo, wide toothed then narrow. no shampoo, wide toothed. just driving them back, since my parting shows up by itself.
styling: i wasn't using enough wax. one index distal phalanx sized blob, applied over slightly damp hair, pushing them back.
drying pt 2: HAIR DRYER. HAIR DRYING IS OKAY AND IT WORKS. running fingers through slightly damp waxed hair.
good hair day #65
accidents happen and we learn from them:
there's just one tiny change to make
styling: dry hair completely before making them damp AGAIN to apply wax. do NOT apply wax on shampooed wet hair. scalp is wet. also while theyre still wet and waxed, running a comb through them will organise them neatly.
keeping track of good hair days to figure out what the significant factors are:
good hair day #1
washing: last shampooed 2 days ago
combing: large comb with water, then large comb with teaspoon-ish amount of nariyal ka tel, then was small comb with water
drying: towel dry lightly
setting: large comb again, this time dry
good hair day #2
washing: washed yesterday night
drying: towel dried after shower
oiling: 5 ml of coconut jasmine oil
drying: hand dry then towel dry
combing: hand comb then wide comb
setting: water and digit sized amount of hair wax tousled all over then hand combed
good hair day #3
hair so light, they feel like aerogel today
washing: shampooed today
drying: towel dried after shower
oiling: 5 ml of coconut jasmine oil while slightly damp
drying: towel dry again but more vigorous
combing: comb w hand then wide comb
setting: wide comb + sea salt spray (yeah we're getting serioused)
we're getting somewhere
good hair day #4
i look ugly but hair look rather okay. also might be going bald soon.
washing: shampooed today
drying: towel dried
oiling: 5 ml of coconut jasmine oil while slightly damp
drying: towel dried again and hair dryer (it actually makes a difference wtf)
combing: comb w hand then wide comb then narrow comb
setting: sea salt spray once completely dry (wow it's actually doing the thing it's supposed to do)
im gonna get a buzz cut. unless someone suggests something better.
(a couple of)
good hair day(s) #5-64
did not get a buzz. here's other things to do.
haircut: even with longer hair, a trim every 2-3 months is crucial, says the barber. i showed him tom cruise from vanilla sky for reference and it kinda works!
washing: once every three days. i will switch to an anti-dandruff shampoo because my skin is dry as fuck. between washes in summer i just shower, winters i can wear a shower cap and not wash them.
conditioner: unscented conditioners are good for my extremely thin and straight hair.
drying: towel dry until slightly damp
oiling: friendship ended with coconut oil, olive oil is my best friend. once in a month or so, just for two hours before a shower. on normal shower days there's this hair serum that does the job.
combing: after shampoo, wide toothed then narrow. no shampoo, wide toothed. just driving them back, since my parting shows up by itself.
styling: i wasn't using enough wax. one index distal phalanx sized blob, applied over slightly damp hair, pushing them back.
drying pt 2: HAIR DRYER. HAIR DRYING IS OKAY AND IT WORKS. running fingers through slightly damp waxed hair.
why do i wake up at night?
i used to think it's something ive learnt because of being constantly policed as a child. only got any privacy at night, novels with a torch under a blanket. then i thought maybe im just more efficient at night, found some scientific studies to confirm that. now i think that's the only time i feel free.
the day is just obligations, bunch of stuff you must do because you cant do it later. attend classes, meet people, do "work". but i only seem to wake up at night. after everyone has gone to sleep, i feel like i can have my way with my world and myself. that is when i feel the most in the moment, awake and in control. and that's when i need to sleep since i do still need to attend to obligations.
what do u think.
feeling extra loser today thought yall should know
early to bed early to rise
kick me in the nuts and yell "surprise!"
it was very easy to just keep doing something while sucking at it as a child, and now it isn't as easy because you expect yourself to do better, even with things that are bound to take time
there has to be a way to make myself realise that there is still time to do better and not do things out of haste
it doesnt get harder, you just get impatient and the world gets impatient too
oh give up your dreams and die
there is nothing left to live for
it's all a sham, a facade, a hoax
oh give up your hope and cry
there will be no arms to take you in when you die
whats the point of living
a 13 year old said
same thing said by a balding man on a skyscraper ledge
answer it the same, say that there's no point
say it with a smile and then hold them at gunpoint
do you see it now? is there anything worth saving?
is there any last words you have that carry any meaning?
is there anything that can be done thats not been done already?
can you save the world from evil? are you worth saving?
look at the starry sky, look at the fertile soil
do they ask for permission before giving birth to joy?
look at them again, rub your eyes and see
thats an asteroid heading straight for us, the ground is sprouting gympie gympie
oh give up your dreams and die
there is nothing left to live for
it's all a sham, a facade, a hoax
oh give up your hope and cry
there will be no arms to take you in when you die
there's no rhyme or reason
there's no puppeteer behind the scenes
there's no intent but self-indulgent entropy
sing all the same, drink gallons with merry
there's no way to get it right, but wrongs there are plenty
i wish i had wisdom, i wish there was a theory
a gilded cup to satisfy, a tree to give you peace
but i am just 20, shit i just turned 21
all i learnt just went to waste, since shareholders prefer guns
i have a plan
we can go down shooting bullets
into the head of billionaires and men that made those bullets
it wont be enough, to kill the worst in them
at best I'll buy some time and be labelled a trend
In Praise of Boredom, Joseph Brodsky
my dad (theatre critic and general expert) does this thing where he uses troll dolls and gumbys and other old toys to recreate famous plays i’ve never seen and then sends me pictures of it
a few more
unbridled creativity
thought of the day
text to a friend
complex thought, although not completely lost on me, had stopped becoming as vividly apparent as it used to be. my mind and behaviour had taken differently to where i had doomed it -- reserving its energy for emergencies and difficulties that rarely, if ever, demanded intellectual ability. i did not stop being mesmerised nonetheless. even if the stars meant nothing of value or immediate application, i couldnt help but recount their names and the shapes they took. "motions of escape" you said.
in explanations to others who were swamped similarly as myself, i told about the directionless pursuit i was in, an unbecoming of the self, with no clear finality of location or time. except the emphasis was not on the destination but the movement; continuing presently in vain. resources and intent allocated to tasks that never fruit nor morph into opportunities. continually demoralising the ambitious cause of their allocation.
i am a frog in a well. i am sure to die, as surely as a frog that has not seen the inside of a well, only sooner. hope presents itself as a thirsty traveller irked to lower a bucket into the well, and that is about it. the traveller is no god or lord; it isnt absolute randomness that rules when or where he will arrive. but there is no way for me to measure that which i cannot observe. so there is hope as long as i hold out. in the meantime, i cannot let apathy and atrophy seize my strength. as meaningless as it may seem, i must splash the water. ill get tired and hungry but i must swim around. the traveller must be on its way.
