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i met the saddest and happiest version of myself this year
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“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost
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Dormant conversations with friends scare me. A lot.
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no man will ever satisfy me the way bucky did when he 180 slammed ‘n’ straddled that motorbike
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“How come I remember the past so clearly? These days I walk into the kitchen and forget what I wanted to eat!”
— Ghost Forest by Pik-Shuen Fung
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Giant Skeletons by Jocelin Carmes
This artist on Instagram
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The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Inspired by this tweet
You know I really need to evaluate my life choices every time I make one of these.
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me: *craves love*
also me : loving me is impossible, don’t even try it, even if you tell me you do i won’t believe it
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I barely remember the last 6 months honestly like am I even alive
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I want a cottage with a stream behind it and a forest that goes for miles on and deer are seen peeking out from the branches. Tea is brewing and my garden’s flowers are blooming. I am at peace with the world and full of kindness.
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social anxiety is realizing you’re lonely, not wanting to be lonely, being handed an opportunity not to be lonely, and still choosing to be lonely because despite every previous indicator that you would be welcome to join in on other people’s fun and stop being lonely, you’re still afraid that no one wants you around
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