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can i talk to you in the woods about something
no context november. figure it out.
what is this in reference to
figure it out
I always am about to go to sleep at a beautiful 11pm and then something happens to me
being in a completely normal nonthreatening scenario & environment and thinking āi have GOT to get the fuck out of hereā with the intensity of some trapped neurotic prey animal
Me when I remember something I said ages ago that was wrong or my values no longer align with
the women in my bluetooth headphones sounds mad at me :(
u ever just sit and listen to the war happening in the trenches of ur small intestine
i was in the grocery store and saw an onion on the ground and picked it up, absently saying āpoor little guy.ā behind me a teenage girl started laughing and then stopped and went āaww. iām sorry for laughing. thatās nice actually.ā and the cycle of cruelty is broken for another generation as a young person realizes that it is not embarrassing to have empathy for another thing that was once living, because certainly to be a lone white onion rolling on the ground in a supermarket would be terrifying to anyone
this actually is rewiring my brain as we speak
The French really donāt fuck around.
Kids on the internet now a days are literally wild.. like when I was 12 and on the internet, i was lying out my asshole I was telling people about my kids and my wife. I was talking to them about taxes and how I miss my college days.....now 12 year Olds are out here telling their AGE?!?! OR REAL NAME?!??! I was literally fucking Garry that worked at staples and had 2 children for like 4 years...
i am a lover. but underneath that i'm a hater. and then underneath that i'm a lover again
"6'1 if that matters" it doesn't, I hope you die
me. me when a poem says something ive felt before
i love the term "unwell"... theres something very very wrong with you. not saying what tho
I love scenarios and I hate being in situations
bitches hate me for my earnest whimsy and my pathological degree of avoidant behavior