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Thoughts about Pretty

When I was ten, one day I looked in the mirror and for once I thought I looked beautiful. I had rosy cheeks and shiny hair. My smile was beautiful. I touched my face and saw it was me. But somehow that didn't even bring me the joy I thought it would. Its hard to have pity for pretty girls, but I got it then. Pretty means nothing if its you. Pretty is for the eyes that see you, happiness doesn't come from pretty. Love doesn't come from pretty. Attention comes from pretty. Happiness comes from within.

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I just had the best butter...it tastes nutty and almost like cheese

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A few days ago I dreamed that I was floating in some type of protective fluid. Embryonic almost. My mind had gotten bored and decided to animate Studio Ghibi style details bubbles. Wherever I was, was clear, with only pencil drawn bubbles telling me what was happening. But I knew. My eyes were closed and slowly opening and I realized as I opened my eyes that my limbs were breaking into their own segments almost cartoonishly. My knee, my leg, my fingers.

The background slowly shifted too black and I turned my arms and eyes around in amazement at my limbs.

It was a dissociative moment. My knee had been in pain before. I wanted to leave my body subconsciously and my mind let me for some moments.

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had an amazing day with amazing peoples but yet I’m here at the end of the day feeling really alone, a piece of my heart is missing. I don’t know where it is tho

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it took a very long time for me to realize that products that didn’t take me into consideration were the thing that needed to be fixe not me.

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The place I yearn for I can not go

There are places I yearn to go

where the meadows are beautiful

and free

where I drink tea surrounded by family

The Earth is warm and it does for me for the sun for it

The tree in the sahen

Reaches for sun just like me

I look upon the neighborhood