Love yourself, choose yourself. On the road to self satisfaction and self love.
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i hope that one day i will finally be ok….i’ll make a cherry pie when it is all over
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Remember in 1993 when Jurassic Park was like…the end all, be all of special effects?
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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
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Remember that you’re made of the same this that lights up the sky in such a way that it makes your breath pause. You are made of space dust and particles of the universe just as much as an unnamed star.
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i look at you and i don’t want to admit that what we were has died somewhere, in between missed messages and long pauses and brief kisses. i want to go back to where we were happy and honeymooning, our fingers always so in awe of each other’s bodies, our mouths hungry, endlessly searching for ways to make the other person happy. i hate knowing it all adds up to nothing. that we can be in love but in the end we’re two people who are walking towards different highways. i tell you i think we’re crumbling but we both avert our eyes. it’s not polite to stare at tragedy. i kiss you and keep a countdown and know you’re here but you’re already leaving.
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I picked me.
Today you popped up for the briefest moment in months, and for the first time I didn’t have seconds hesitation on giving in to temptation. Because I’m done with letting you dictate my emotions and who I think I am. After 5 years I am done having you as an influence on my life, because I am so fucking happy rn and it’s all because of ME, because I did that for MYSELF, and I taught myself how to love me, instead of being myself down like you did.
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Just got a $1500 grant and $2500 scholarship 😭 bless the money cat

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Do you ever just feel lonely and empty and like the world is too much to handle?
Do you ever feel like this before you go to bed and think "it'll be better in the morning" but then it's not? Do you ever have a million things going right for you in your but the only satisfaction you can get is when you're sleeping or reading or watching so that the world around you doesn't exist anymore?
And then you don't have the option to just back away from responsibilities so instead you overwhelm yourself with constant studies and work and keeping busy.
Because I do. Because I do a lot.
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almost 2014 and i still look like a piece of shit
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The reason Dumbledore favours gryffindor is because it rhymes with his name and I refuse to accept any other explanation.
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This one is my favourite
Humans are crazy
So I was hanging with friends today and it dawned on me…that human beings are insane. What we do for “fun” is insane.
We jump out of planes, jump off cliffs, climb sheer cliff walls hundreds of thousands of feet up. We have games for CHILDREN that involve pressing a button and getting shocked with electricity, and one of the most popular sports, in america at least, is full of humans bashing against each other and causes brain damage. Or humans trying to hang on to dear life on a bucking angry bull, and risk getting gored. Or just pummeling each other bloody in a ring. And we love it.
I mean, Just today, my friends and I used an electric charge machine (for flexing muscles and helping blood flow I think?) And spent an hour shocking each other and seeing how long we could last on the highest charge despite pain and spasms.
Then there are carnivals (which we also visited). Look around a carnival and nearly every ride is meant to be “fun” but also cause discomfort. Heights, spinning, sudden drops, high speeds, often combinations of all of these. They’re like giant colorful torture machines, and we LOVE them. We have whole parks dedicated to bigger, more complicated versions of carnival rides and roller coasters.
We actively seek out things that cause us discomfort…for FUN. Life risking or painful things for FUN.
Can you imagine what aliens would think about that? Imagine a poor aliens reaction upon coming to earth to research human passtimes and just being confronted with all these crazy hunans doing crazy, uncomfortable, sometimes painful things….for fun. Like,“Oh my gosh they torture themselves for fun why why why? How do we fight something that gets a kick out of hurting itself??” Imagine taking an alien visitor to a carnival or amusement park and them just being horrified.
Alien- What in the stars… Why have you taken me to a torture camp?? I thought we were friends! Human- what do you mean? It’s a carnival! It’s fun! Alien- but there are instruments of torture and interrogation everywhere! And…did you decorate them in colorful, pleasing lights?? What sick joke is this?!?
Or inversly, can you imagine a more serious situation wherein a human is captured and taken to be interrogated and are just…terrified. imagining what this warlike alien species has uo their sleeves, how they would torture them for information they sought. The master interrogator is this scarred, gruff alien who’s made it his life work to torture and rip that information away.
And then the human is taken into the torture room and just stops and stares at the whirl a twirl ride in the middle of the room. And they see this carnival ride and the interrogator and everyone else seem wary or scared of it, but the human just gets excited. And the whole time it’s running, the aliens are just flabbergasted because the human who’s being tortured is just laughing and grinning and even after puking is still yelling “again, again!”
No other race tortures themselves for fun. Human beings are just the craziest things.
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this country was founded on the corpses of indigenous people and built on the backs of stolen african slaves and dont ever forget that
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Weirdly anti-millennial articles have scraped the bottom of the barrel so hard that they are now two feet down into the topsoil
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