When I was younger, I was taught to repeat some lines a few times to remember its meaning. This is my homework.
you don’t love me,
you never loved me,
you don’t want to love me.
you don’t want me,
you never wanted me,
you don’t want to want me.
I shouldn’t love you,
I should’ve never loved you,
I shouldn’t want to love you.
I shouldn’t want you,
I should’ve never wanted you,
but I need you.

things I would like to do eventually, by the end of ‘21 :
1- Read Capital
but reading capital isn’t just reading an old text, I want to understand and analyze it. I don’t want no random guy to dictate to me. So reading Capital means I have to understand economy.
2- Get my Driver’s License
literally just because I would have to drive someone to a hospital or sumn. Always be safe kids.
3- Read more magazines
4- Save Money
5- Re-Learn how to ride a bike
6- Learn bird watching
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now these r simply wishes, no pressure :
Oil Painting
continue Pottery
open a shop
aaaand learn swimming because you might,,,drown sweetie.

taylor releasing 1989 next,,, i know that’s right!

I am going insane, slowly but surely.

when does grief turn to anger, and when will i stop carrying it?

this picture sparks joy to me

i have not seen ‘nomadland’ yet, i do think the premise is admirable though. but this picture gives me such a raw look into an artist that makes me re-think cinema’s current state. she is a woman, she is a Chinese woman but she’s an artist. she’s a director and none of these contradict each other. her body and face hasn’t become a place for advertisement just as his films (from what i’ve seen) aren’t. i am pretty vocal person about activism in art but sometimes, women just existing has a more powerful message to give than a sparkly advertisement for empowerment.
all of that aside, i hope to see more amazing female filmmakers in the coming years. make agnès proud ladies!!

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I love myself I hate myself I wanna die right now I need to live forever I have many plans I have no idea what I’m doing I’m 80 years old I’m 8 years old I’m 18 years old I’m tired I’m just getting started I hate everyone I am full of love I wanna scream I am laughing I can not-

ur studying to get a degree i’m studying to meet a lesbian in college and finally get a gf, we r not the same

i have no one to talk to so i talk online, then i feel horrible about oversharing or just having an online presence.

i’m trying not to let fame get to my head but hiiii new subs aka besties, i am literally not doing okay ever <3

Bro this is proof that time and enegrrical states are not linear. You be feeling that.

or maybe just that I’m mentally unstable.

I need a hug. 🫂

my autobiography would b named some shit like “fruitless : this bitch was literally useless”