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KIROKAZE
One Nice Bug Per Day
$LAYYYTER
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
The Bowery Presents

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YOU ARE THE REASON

if i look back, i am lost
Cosimo Galluzzi

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@thedivinemindseye
In a world so big, its so easy to feel tiny...insignificant and isolated. I feel so lost. Besides Tipsgiving I’m not sure why I returned to the East coast. I don’t have a home here, at least a home that accepts me. At the same time, I also don’t have a home on the West Coast. I’m tired of being a burden. A fuck up. I’m never happy. I’m not even sure what genuine happiness feels like. Maybe I felt it this weekend. Here I am, supposed to be getting ready to leave tomorrow but I have no idea what I’m returning to. My bestfriend who now hates me, and they have every right to. I’m trying to fix my wrongs....I never meant for this to happen. I can’t escape the memories of assault in my mind. They keep replaying in my head over and over again, cringing. Crying. I was told I’m currently choosing to play the victim card. Maybe I do deserve this. I wasn’t screaming or saying no. I made bad decisions. I trusted. I took too many drugs from a stranger who took advantage of that. Beyond this, its happened on other occasions. The feeling of feeling like I owe someone my body or pleasure because I don’t value myself. I’ll NEVER receive an answer about what happened that one night at a college party in Brooklyn. I’ll never be able to forget the times someone who was supposed to be my “best friend” wouldn’t take no for an answer and wouldn’t stop til it happened. I’ll never forget how violated, dirty, ashamed and sad I felt every time. I’ll never forget the face of a “homie” who also put me thru this and still finds a way to stalk me on FB til this day. I’ve repressed a lot from the past. I’ve made sure not to talk about it. I’ve even convinced myself that it wasn’t rape or assault but it wasn’t consensual. I never wanted this. I never wanted what happened this summer to occur. Now I’m facing consequences and mental anguish. I want to die. I want to stop waking up everyday and perpetually asking myself or a god I don’t even believe in why I’m still here. Just take me away....end it. I tried to repress it....I dismissed it because I was ashamed and because that I risked someones health. I never wanted this, ever. Tomorrow night I just want to arrive, isolate myself, take a dose, roll a fat deems joint go smoke it on an isolated cliff and just jump off. I don’t deserve to be here. I don’t want to be here. I am so sorry I’m a disappointment.
This hurts.
Doses & Mimosas 🌫🥂
Cocaine & Champagne 🍾❄️
Why am I never good enough for anyone.....
“Travel and tell no one. Live a true love story and tell no one. Live happily and tell no one. People ruin beautiful things.”
— Khalil Gibran
So ready to experience Chris Dyer again! Is anyone as excited about the live art and visuals as they are about the music?!
One day passes are available! DO NOT SLEEP ON THIS, you’ll hate yourself!!!
that mental illness feel where you’re tired as shit but you wanna stay awake as long as possible for some ungodly reason
Why is living a constant struggle? A struggle to be who I envision and wish to be. A struggle to satisfy all those around me. It’s as if I’m not allowed a human error, as if I myself am not human. I don’t know...maybe I’m not human, after all, I never felt like I fit in to begin with. In the world we live in people so easily make assumptions by what they see on social media or simply by appearance. What happened to real human connection? It’s so easy to be judged solely by what is seen to the naked eye. Everyone has a story, dreams, aspirations, traumas. We all became who we are for a reason, a past, mistakes, blessings and everything in between. With all that, here we are still looking into the future constantly trying to evolve ourselves into a better version of ourselves. So why not make an effort to learn REAL details about each other? Let’s learn about what makes us human, similar, different. Take the time to hear about someone’s past, family, childhood, dreams, fears, accomplishments. You’d be surprised at what you can learn about or from someone. We as a society always preach not to judge a book by its cover, but in our society it happens all to often, sometimes even subconsciously. Let’s be more aware. Let’s be more patient with each other. Let’s support each other. Lets love one another. Let’s start building a real human connection instead of hiding behind technology. Let’s be human. Together.
Psychedelic Sleepover headliners by day! Both days are looking fineeeeeee! 👌🏼
Just a couple weeks away! Whose excited to experience the live art and music?! Psychedelic Sleepover is gunna be one of the best fests on the northeast! 😻👽 get ya tickets!
Platanus x acerifolia https://soundcloud.com/rainbowclash/to-experience-the-true-nature-of-reality-for-a-short-moment
Connection.
The Familiar: A third type of Animal Spirit, common among Shamanism and Witchcraft is called a “familiar”. The familiar is a spiritual entity that will appear as a facilitator in the communion of the human, animal and spirit realms.
I can relate to this