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SUMMER COCKROACH KILL REPORTING- # 1

1:11 AM BITCH JUMPED ON MY DESK OMG I AM SO SCARED, bastard went to the washroom

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Yes so

wanna die into the core of the earth, day 3

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Girl who just watched a highschool romance good for nothing movie feels horny

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Hi. I am so lost right now. This is one of the moments of my life, when I don't know what's wrong with me. People whom I trust my life with are disappointed in me. I am disappointed in me. What's up. What's happening.

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I think I am cool ( qualified for round 3 of stephen's)

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i have lamented about this far too long in my head and it needs an outting. My thought needs a walk through my tumblr.

So, why do we want to exsist. Why do we want everyone to be aware of our presence? Why do we post stories, show off what we are up to, share our stories when the other person has nothing to do with them?

I have conducted enough observations through my senses to know, this world of today isn't depraved of people to want to contribute. The world of today doesn't have people who want to take the contribution. Everyone has thoughts,everyone will share them, everyone will ignore each others thoughts to an extent, and everyone will remain themselves in their truest essence. Then why,why do we share?

My lament, a question, to be apt- my curiosity arises from my continuous desire to show my Instagram friends how aesthetic I am, how better I am, how I am too a part of the 'cool' club. However, after watching someone I was genuinely curious to know more about and probably learn something from, put up a no show on Instagram, but still being able to instill in me that belief that they have one of the best lives out there, spoke to me more than any amount of aesthetic stories could. And thus arose my lament. Should I be mysterious who has a life, who's 'coolness' speaks for itself or should I put it out there for everyone to see and observe what cool shit I am up to?

The result was me posting alot less than I usually would, not because i didn't want to but because half of the wants were Adjudged to be uncool by myself.

But why, why does my annoying friend tell me stories of her and her prospective boyfriend when all i do is be jealous of her and gossip about it to my other friends? Why does everyone who's not cool post the shittiest, blurriest, low quality photos uncool photos to further the fact they are not cool? Why do people who write normal poetry put it up? Why do i put up this on my tumblr and comfort myself that the post won't have tags but then again, post it on a public account? Why does my sister get happy on every compliment she receives and tells me about it when my stories aren't heard?

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hi. Hi. Hi. Hiiiiiiiiiiiiudidididjjdhhdhhdjd

I am going to cry i missed you tumblr. I fucking love tumblr.

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i can't put into words how much i hate myself for landing up in the same situation exam after exam

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Summer is clementine crushes and sticky hot sun drunk sweltering laughter

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I just know Franz Kafka would have done fucking numbers on Tumblr

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today was the day the great sg let go of yet another competition and disappointed t maam but i guess t maam disappointed me more. Slay.

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letting go of too expensive competitions since I am a cute kid

Johns mun- 2 times now lol - 2500, 3500

Kochi integration camp- 25000

Bvp pdc school representative- 3000

Countless muns yay

Student exchange programme

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hi mic check mic check

It's English tomorrow

Bohot hua 62 and 66. It's going to be 75 tomorrow. Just wait and fucking see. Economics went great and so will english because 90% laana hai. End of discussion.mic drop. Bye

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fatima aamer bilal, from i mother it the absence of her, iii. i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time excerpt from moony moonless sky.

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y'ever get haunted by the fear you will never write anything as beautiful as the US Steel Pipe Works Slag Dump Youtube Comment cuz hoo boy i sure do:

shoutout to you, youtube user mrc109, wherever you may be today

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everything u need to know about me can actually be explained by the fact that i read that poem about the serving girl wearing the pearls so they're warm for her mistress when i was like 11 and it rewrote my brain chemistry forever

like this Changed Me

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@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks