i am always trying to communicate something impossible to communicate to people i donβt really care about but the the coldness of solitude is so bone chilling it terrifies me and then i ignore and forget the people i do care about because i donβt want rejection and i donβt want to depend on anyone for anything. disappointment is second nature at this point so let it be in myself and not others. fag in the picture unrelated
π6
i am fine with my love and trust in people when itβs broken and misused but i struggle to act on any love that might be reciprocated
π8
2 year plan:
if economy gets better, move to europe and become a silversmith
if economy gets worse, kill self
if scared to kill self, start a podcast about rock music history
if economy gets better, move to europe and become a silversmith
if economy gets worse, kill self
if scared to kill self, start a podcast about rock music history
π19
reading up on how iraj mirza went back in the closet because he wanted to be a true patriot
π5
out in the world rn and i forgot my fucking cigarettes like whats the point even
π5
when the snapp driver is talking about the traffic but im listening to ABBAβs discography so i just smile and nod
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