thought I'd feel better, but I really don't.
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thought I'd feel better, but I really don't.
Sometimes I look in the mirror with my mullet and my sunglasses that I wear indoors and I think to myself…
What the fuck am I doing?
Then I realise that I was a failure from birth and continue my life as it was designed to be, nothingness for ever and ever, because nothing really matters…
I don’t know if any of you had to be the “perfect” kid growing up so ur parents wouldn’t flip out but let me tell you
Perfection is fucking hell
Observations of failure, breakdown and dysfunction are frequently made with reference to abstract and large-scale objects such as system, capitalism, planet, or climate. But numerous smaller-scale expressions may be found also when zooming in on the level of the mundane.
#FAILURES: WHEN THINGS DON’T HOLD: ANTHROPOLOGIES OF FAILURE, BREAKDOWN, AND DYSFUNCTION
This sweet surrender Not like I've known before You know my failures And still You call me Yours So I've learned to kiss the waves That throw me up against You That's where You're leading me to trust In Your love
NP / NIGHTS, Diamonds
The splendid thing about falling apart silently...is that you can start over as many times as you like.
- Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos