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This is going to cut deep

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-LostCrafts-

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Ah yes, the soothing sounds of my heart being ripped out with brutal efficiency

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Work in progress. Bringing Gojo Satoru to life, stitch by stitch. 🖤

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People are strange. They’ll lose it over a lukewarm coffee, a slow driver, a delayed train. But when it comes to the big stuff—the years slipping by, the dreams they let rot—they barely flinch. Maybe it’s just easier to throw a fit over the small stuff, vent it out where it’s safe. Because what’s the alternative? Admit the train delay isn’t the real problem? Realise you don’t even want to be on that train, that you’re headed in entirely the wrong direction? Because that’s the truth, isn’t it? Half of us are so busy raging at the small stuff, we never stop to see we’re not even on the right track.

-Daniel Hopewell