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Decided to listen to some songs I used to listen to as a teenager. Just for fun. And oh, well... First few seconds from the first song got me back in my old room, 5-6 ( can't believe how much time has past since then) years ago and it really made my heart skip a few beats. It's all so depressing and can't think of a reason why I chose to listen to that kind of music. My, my.
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thoughts before bed
Reading some interviews with young photographers from around the world and seems like everyone started photography by picking up their dad's (granddad's) old camera. May be I should try shooting with a fire gun instead, as that's the only thing I've picked up from my dad.
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Young visitor discovers the London Zoo elephant house closed for holiday
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Back to my grumpy self
Feeling quite lost lately. I've never liked it, but recently I hate my job and can't bare the thought of it. I'm tired to the point that I don't want to do anything else but be home and eat all day/ which reminds me how disgusted I'm of my body at the moment/. Never get enough sleep because of being overtired and because of overthinking/ for which my brain decides the best time is just when i switch off the lights and get into my bed and want to fucking sleep/. At least I know what I want to do in my life, but on the downside I've no idea how am I going to make a living out of that. Also haven't had a holiday for an year now/ because the one I've planned for the beginning of this month failed, because of the person I was going to go with, and on which I was supposed to be still.../ And to end this self pitting post- I'm sharing this here/ and I hate myself for that/, with people who I don't know and who don't know who I am , cuz I don't want to talk to anyone about how shitty my life is at the moment, not that there are more than 2 people that would actually care.
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