i lowkey have nothing funny to share w ppl anymore like shits bleak. my only advice is to read poetry and believe in survival
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you people wouldnβt recognize good literature even if it spit in your face
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best weather ever bcs i get to wear tank tops w shorts but also chunky knitted socks to bed. perfect
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nighttime routine:
regretting all that has happened
detesting all that is happening
fearing all which will happen
regretting all that has happened
detesting all that is happening
fearing all which will happen
π17
i think my need for attention and external validation to survive has ruined my ability to even spend time creating something that will eventually get me that validation
π14
if you own a nike sock do not under any circumstance address me i mean it
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many wouldnβt get it but i do https://open.spotify.com/track/1PJe42QnCMD6JqhcooaWzc?si=1muy2d_oSi2886FkU4aKBA
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