I just realised my blog is hipster trash wtf
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I just realised my blog is hipster trash wtf
I'm back to tumblr helo yes
alright I think it’s about time I come back to tumblr let’s do this
I lie around and do nothing but feel bad and I can't do anything because I'm afraid of everyone and everything gREAT I'm back to being fucking 16 YAY
I'm so fucking listless all the time I never know what I want or what to do which makes me feel terrible when I'm alone because nothing brings pleasure really - but I also feel shit when I'm with others because I'm quite useless and boring to be around
seriously though kerouac and fitzgerald are the only authors who I will always love no matter what I read by them and I will read it really fast and with enthusiasm. they're both not my favourite writers but somehow they're so special to me and I know I will always love them
tumblr is now suggesting me a blog that is called trashcanland, this is the ultimate affirmation that i indeed am a trash can and i finally got invited to the holy country of trash can land to live with others of my kind and celebrate my trash can soul
right now I hate myself but I also know I will like myself tomorrow and there's not even a reason for anything of this it just is how it is and I do not understand why humans have to be this weird and difficult and why things like time exist and why sometimes it makes one feel bad and sometimes so good, why and how and what even