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'-' i have this house. it's not as grand as the others', but it's definitely a comfy place to ve in, for me at least. it's filled with all trinkets i could line it up from memories I've had, good or bad.

it's also… speckled with dust, grime, and cobwebs that i can't seem to clean myself. especially those darn cobwebs. im a bit too short to reach certain parts of the house. it's starting to feel a little cramped in here, honestly, but i have nowhere else to be, and rather be.

regardless, it would be nice to have someone around. it would be nice if someone would come and visit for a while. they don't have to stay. the house is not the best looking or the most spacious anyway. there are other places to be sleeping and waking up in, and my house may not be that for other people. it is for me, that's for sure. but I'm fine with just having visitors. maybe that's all it'll ever be. or maybe I'm just supposed to be content with my own company, every day trying my best to dust off the trinkets and whatchamacallits, and the shelves they line up on. keep the cobwebs around because im sure some harmless spiders did their best to make their homes livable.

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yes

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idk where else to go tbh

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nobody knows what tomorrow issssssssssssssss

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this is such a dumb thought but i wish i could read books lying down and the lights are off

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Look who’s back! Quite some time’s passed, but Jessie and Arbok are finally reunited~

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random painting because stuff

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ms pain

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hai

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an ms paint attempt

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dont you think,

feeling like a pigeon

feeding off of breadcrumbs

in a park with many

is the worst feeling

for a person to have?

what is there to enjoy

getting the same present

as others?

what is there to feel grateful about

being on the same receiving end

with others?

how do you negotiate the feeling

of fighting over leftovers as eager

as others?

wouldn't you agree

that nobody would never want to drown in the sea of people?

it feels stupid falling prey

in such a seemingly harmless environment

because all you can do is receive

never having the right to complain.

especially when, a crumb is enough to make you feel special, happy, or seen.

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pigeons do not enjoy and suffer the same abstract concepts that most people being wanted, or feeling special, or being loved.

even the feeling of envy that i get from their ignorance and apathy towards these ideas from our human imagination, they also do not feel.

in the end, pigeons have no sense of idea how pitiful they look, sharing crumbs with others on the ground.

what makes it feel the worst is our judgment

it's stupid to even put people in the context of pigeons; we're nothing alike.

in the end, wanting more and being aware of the possibility of having more yet never granted, is what makes it feel like crumbs is only what i get.

kru kru

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made new pokefusions, will probably make more soon because fun

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the world is a huge pile of an unevenly-sauced lucky me pancit canton some parts flavorful! some parts bland... but you do not mind, you love it because it is pancit canton

you'd think it could have been a little bit better because frankly, that's not the best way to have it

so how do you go on about eating it? do you pick out the good parts of the noodles and leave out the parts free from savory instant noodle sauce? of course not.

you eat all of it, and enjoy it like the usual. because it's pancit canton.

gusto ko lang ng pancit canton. wew.

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It's a delight seeing other people lament over the same stupid concerns. Not because I enjoy seeing them suffer (okay maybe sometimes), moreso that it makes me feel less stupid and less alone. There's something comforting about feeling heavy and seeing that same heaviness be endured by strangers. Especially when it's in a way I'm able to enjoy. Seeing people put their musings in forms of art that I can indulge just feels like I'm being invited to hear their version of the same suffering we have. I do not mean to be sadistic in some way, but I like seeing people hurt for the same sense, but in their own, unique way.

Still, it's such a comforting feeling to find out someone out there hurts the way that you do, like collectively experiencing a disappointment at the same time but in a different context, ykwim? Like the essence is there, and it's interesting that such an essence can manifest itself in the intricacies of different people, but still hurt them the same way.

edi wow.

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did that angel oc trend thing with silly fb friends' comments [yeah it was too late when i realized it was supposed to be pigtails and not a ponytail]

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h...how do i prevent these fake porn bot accounts following my tumblr .......................

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