Hardest part about life is that you have to keep showing up. Doesn’t matter if you feel like shit, if you’re grieving, you still have to keep showing up.
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Hardest part about life is that you have to keep showing up. Doesn’t matter if you feel like shit, if you’re grieving, you still have to keep showing up.
gotta be real, I have never wanted someone as bad as when I saw David Corenswet as a beaten and bruised and a lil depressed Superman double down on Lois and say that maybe seeing the good in people is the real punk rock. He could've been butt naked in 4K and I still wouldn't be as attracted to him as I was in that specific moment
This quick lil Cosplay for the Soul has done me wonders this year!!!! 🤣🥹🤣✨🙌🏽✨
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the more i think about it, the more I realize that I'm not as scared of being forgotten than I am scared of not living. Maybe I should be. People who will remember me will not always remember be for good. They might just close their history book and be done with it, and gods, if I was an old legendary emperor praised by poets who conquered worlds, I could not take it, probably.
But I'm nobody like that. And, I think, that there is comfort in being forgotten sometimes. It may sound sad. But if people forget you, they will forget the bad you've done (and consequently the good too prob), unless it's the only thing they choose to see as humanity often does.
There is comfort, I think, in being invisible. There is freedom in invisibility, sometimes. Just do things because who is even looking at you honestly? But then fear strikes when someone's gaze falls on you after a long time.
Just thoughts.
I feel this hollow void inside my chest still. I have nothing to look forward too every week now. I miss tg so much already, how am I supposed to last my whole life with this feeling yikes.
emotions tend to be temporary
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why does Trey Kennedy fit the role of Joseph Christiansen so perfectly like ¿? im crying