#arrow blabs

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I wish I had something worthwhile to say so I could talk to people.

A little voice at the back of my mind tells me to join in on a conversation, but nothing comes to mind. I know the moment I say something I’ll regret it because it’s nothing worth hearing.

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My body wants to sleep, but my mind doesn’t. Perhaps I’m just hiding from the thoughts that come in the silence for as long as I can.

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For whatever reason, I find myself singing Christmas songs all year long. I'm not even big into Christmas, but I suddenly burst out into "All I Want For Christmas is You" in the middle of October or start singing "Deck the Halls" on a bright July day. I don't understand myself sometimes.

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I feel like I’ve been depriving myself of sleep as a means of self-sabotage or something, like some subconscious part of my brain wants me to be walking corpse the next day. Seriously, me, what’s your problem?

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Ollie, ollie...

Oxenfree’s a decently interesting game. The dialogue is fantastically natural, or at least seems that way to me, and even though there’s not a huge amount of substance to the game, there was enough to get me into it. The moments involving the older brother of the protagonist hit close to home because I have a really close relationship with my older bro in spite of the age gap and he moved out a while ago and recently moved out of state altogether.

Also, Dick Harden Tower.

SHUT UP I AM MATURE

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Whenever I travel to the city, I always find myself considering just how incredible human construction is. The combined effort it must take to build all these buildings, these towers that reach beyond the clouds, these tunnels beneath thousands of tons of water and these enormous bridges built hundreds of yards off the ground and water is simply flooring to me. And yet we still can't figure out how to get along. It's truly a strange world.