born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON

Andulka

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

if i look back, i am lost
AnasAbdin
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

oozey mess
almost home

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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@sunbleachedmind
born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
My problems are fixable
I'm currently the unhealthiest I've been my whole entire life. Nocturnal, homebody, eats just processed carbs and fat, nicotine addiction on the dl, muscles completely soft and flabby due to not exercising, hormones whack, shopping addiction, flop era to da max and school starts for me in like dead ass ten days. In ten days I will have to meet my peers oh em gee. Ten day glow up plan no joke starting in this moment right now I will go to bed. Dear god. I am no victim I will help myself. But damn its tuff rn.
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Willoughby Tucker, I’ll Always Love You
This album is going to remind me of someone ❦︎
I want to scream at you so you know how badly you hurt me, so that you can comfort me, because no one sees me like you do, and no one comforts me like you do. But what's the point in arguing, it's not what you want, it's what I want.
I just came across the song that put me to sleep in middle school. I listen and close my eyes. I can see the dark bedroom, feel my back sinking into the mattress, feel the sheets on my skin. The air was stuffy and warm so I slept without a blanket, but the exhaustion of trying and trying and trying weighed on me like a thick comforter. I craved the comfort of sleep. Sleep did not give me racing thoughts. Instead, I could drift far away, maybe for forever. I knew of little. I did not know I was loved, but I knew I had to fight alone. I feel the same often. Nostalgia can be the most sobering thoughts.
when you talk to a man and you can tell he has never had to develop sensing how others perceive you as a skill to survive and it pisses you off because you wish you could be that stupid
recognising your parent's mannerisms in yourself and physically feeling psychic damage occur
Me 24/7 after turning 17
it feels like I lost something special
not one unique experience. This is why I am soooo for abortion because that dream gave me so much anxiety.
Fuck relying on anyone ever, maybe a friend, sometimes
How does one rewire their brain to accept love