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can't wait for Jorge to grace us with more hits like 'i kill with ease that's why they call me achilles' in the new musical

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day 3 of work and the thing that excites me the most is the aspect of decorating my cabin

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does anyone genuinely have any tips on how to fix your sleep schedule? ive been sleeping past 4am and because of it i end up waking up pretty late and sometimes i even nap in the afternoon and the whole day is kinda wasted? i have four days left before my 9-5 job starts how tf will i be able to wake up at 7am and manage everything

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Illustration of the Great Comet of 1577, from the book Tarcuma-I Cifr al-Cami by Mohammed b. Kamaladdin, 16th century AD.

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Just finished watching the final episode of Anne with an E and oh this show has fundamentally changed something within me. It is so rare to find such media that shakes your conscience and gives you a new perspective. I believe the heart of this show lies in its depiction of love in all its varying gradients and hues. The love within a family, the inseparable bond you have with your friends, the inexplicable love for nature, the love you must cultivate for yourself and most importantly the love for humanity. This show made me fall in love with life again and I am oh so grateful. It makes me want to run through a field of grass, to paint and read and write and sing and dance and create art, to hold my loved ones tightly and tell them how much I love them for being themselves. This show makes me want to learn, be curious. It makes me want to fight for what’s right and live just as I am fiercely and unapologetically. It makes me optimistic about humanity itself. This is why art is so important.

Where do I even start? I can’t praise this show enough. The writing of this show, the story in itself, the cinematography and the photography, the performances, the direction. Absolutely beautiful.

“I used to find a sense of rarity in Kindred Spirits. My life has taught me that I was wrong. Kindred Spirits are not so sparse. They are all around us. They are waiting to be heard. They tell us tales of all encompassing joy. You just need to listen.”

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OH MY GOD IT’S HAPPENING

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OH MY GOD WE ARE GETTING THE ILLIAD MUSICAL LETS FUCKING GO!!!!

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going through my old notebooks and this is an excellent exhibition of what goes inside my brain

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Is your child really "low maintenance" or do they just have depression and a fear of asking you for things?

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the thing about small towns in countries like mine is that nothing ever changes. truly. nothing ever changes. you come back to the same neighbourhood. same houses. maybe the people are new but you know where they shifted. you probably know the new ones too. maybe the paint on walls is new but the town still breathes the same air, it sings the same rhythm.

the place you buy clothes from is the same where you shopped when you were 5. you eat street food from the same stall you mom ate at 32 years ago when she just got married. the man who serves you is old now but not old enough to forget your face. you buy crochet supplies from the same art shop where you bought art supplies from back when you were 10. the old shopkeeper has passed away but his son who shadowed his dad learning the trade is now teaching it to his son. he smiles. even though he doesn’t remember all the details he remembers you. the art kid. all your phases. quilling, embroidery, fabric painting, watercolour, acrylic, crafting, beading. he has seen it all. his shop is still the same. the counter, the cupboard, the handwriting on the labels. its still the same. you step in and it feels like childhood. you have tears in your eyes, you want to tell him how much you missed seeing his face every week for the last 8 years but no, you miss you. the wrinkles around his eyes haunt you. you don’t say anything. you can’t. you drive through the same lanes you did all your life. everything is five minutes away. those five minutes felt like eternity to you when you were a child you’d always fall asleep in the car on your way back home. but now you can’t. your eyes stay wide open. a strange ache in your heart.

you see, the problem, with small towns in countries like mine is well… nothing ever changes. except it does. everything is different because you changed and its a shame that you can’t even remember the old you. the memories have vaporised long ago. only the pain remains and its relentless. sigh.

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Bothersome beast, comforting friend

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happy pride month!

I've always had some insecurities regarding my sexuality before realizing that I don't care about labeling myself with anything, and that makes me feel at peace!

so take this as a reminder to feel at peace and happy with yourself!

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never forget who was there when you were at your lowest (me @ wordle)

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The unexpected reason why the drive-through line is so long

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before i let you go…