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The older i get the more i understand why some people become obsessed with privacy, not because they’re hiding something, but because being constantly perceived starts to feel spiritually exhausting.
Perfect shining curls
A ribbon in the window
A glimpse of a life
You always swore you didn’t want
You scoffed at advertising
Waved your hand away
But late that night you felt a hunger
In an ancient organ
You’d no longer call vestigial
In your dreams
Through an ancestor
You left your flock
Under the eye of a sheepdog
Its tint matching yours
The trust in your heart
As you turned from her gaze
To follow your calling
Kept you warm on the road
Maybe you should have known
There’s things you can’t control
You can train a dog to listen
And you can lead a horse to water
But love is something different
Some things you have to let be
You followed your calling
You made a difference
You helped people who needed it
But when you look into the eyes
Of that old sheepdog
You see that nagging question
The one you thought was answered
Asking why you brought her here
Just to leave her home alone
Maybe you should have known
There’s things you can’t control
You can train a dog to listen
And you can lead a horse to water
But love is something different
Some things you have to let be
What if i completely solve the problem
everyone more sincere than me? cringe. everyone more cynical than me? asshole. i am the one true perfect middle point of world-weary and skeptical yet open to wonder and beauty
shame i have 0 interest in yaoi bc the completely fucked and crazy proportions are so dear to me
She placebo on my effect til I feel like something happened
guy in prehistoric times who wants to be subversive but there are no cultural tropes or norms to break yet so he just goes to the river
i do love that you can name pets pretty much anything. with children you have to be reasonable but with pets you can just do anything. you can name your tortoise panopticon
the cycle of life
driving in the city is all about using your maximum amount of brain power to avoid a vehicular manslaughter charge while seemingly everyone else around you has made it their holy mission to get hit by your car
The back of an embroidered piece is the same creature as the code of a website btw
what if you wore a shirt that featured a picture of you trying to claw your way out of the shirt with a horrid desperate expression and the text "THAT'S NOT ME THAT'S NOT ME I'M TRAPPED IN THE SHIRT"
what the fuck are these donations man
WELL THIS JUST POSES MORE QUESTIONS
The really funny part is "I Can Eat Glass" this isn't even the only popular 1990s Internet meme that involved collecting translations of a specific, slightly incongruous phrase. "Oh my God! There's an axe in my head." is another prominent example, just off the top of my head.
6 has three 2's which is a good amount but of a relatively smaller number, whereas 6 has two 3's, which is fewer, but 3 is a bigger number, so it really comes to about the same. so youve got options
"you're really scraping the bottom of the barrel" girl i am living that balsamic life, that's the mommy down there at the bottom.