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You sit in the kitchen, having finished your Sanskrit homework, listening to your roommate make what sounds like Bulgarian trap music. You make your 3rd latte of the day and wonder where the rice maker that is always full of moldy rice has disappeared to. Instead of responding to any of the texts you have received, you sit and think about poems and how to make your halloween costume.
It is a stupid life - but at the same time, you are alive and able to pay rent. You have a room of your own and people like you. You exist in the same world as Virginia Woolf. And every day, even when it doesn’t feel like it should, the sun shines into your room.
Sep 16, 2024
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“I am nothing, I am everything, and I’m certainly never in between to two. It’s stupid to think I could be anything other than me, miserable and birthed. Death to everyone who isn’t such things. What is the point of life if not to indulge every dreadfully mediocre sadness to its climax only to realize you have to get off a whole single file line of dreadfully mediocre sadnesses? Respite is only plausible in physicality. There is no escape from a self pitying and exhaustingly guilty mind. Hypocrisy after hypocrisy, I weave myself more securely into my mental web. No one gets in, no one gets out. It’s the way I like it and the way I insurmountably loathe it, balanced by the progression of life itself.”
Jan 29, 2025
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Lately I’ve been diving headfirst into things I’d usually ignore. random creative ideas, new communities, reading things I’d usually scroll past. Not all of it makes sense, but something about the mess feels electric. It’s not clarity, but it’s motion. And sometimes that’s all you need to shake things up.
PS: Just personal stuff, not work.
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I've come to accept the fact that we are all living in our own sisyphus world. The concept of time which I cant seem to grasp surrounds me with it's intoxicating pink haze, I wake up and I'm 25 BARELY SURVIVING. But I have experienced depression and trauma and I am sooo tired of revisiting that blackhole. I HAVE TO SHOW UP FOR MYSELF. Executive dysfunction fucks me over while partnering with narcolepsy. But I refuse to succumb to the bittersweet melancholy. I'm holding myself accountable. No excuses. Parents aren't in my life and I'm dirt poor. But I believe in myself. That hope and effort gives me life. I fucking love life and I'm done hiding from it (also done with being a crybaby).
Jan 22, 2025
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Gazpacho only in the late summer, persimmons only in the winter, etc. just because we can import anything from anywhere anytime doesn’t mean we should. Nothing is special if you can have it whenever you want it.
May 22, 2024
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Whenever my housemate Cody and I have to do home improvement we say “let’s play hammer and saw”. i love playing hammer
Feb 8, 2024
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What is she doing on her calculator app ?? Who is he texting ??? What are they listening to on Spotify ??? To truly be on the pulse of culture we must invade the privacy of our fellow commuters just a little bit
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