DOUBLE CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES
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couldn’t stop thinking about this post
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la chambre est enfin terminée 🌻✨
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You're just a mammal. Let yourself act like it. Your brain needs enrichment. Your body needs rest. You feel hunger and grow hair. You need to pack bond with other sentient things so you don't become unsocialized and neurotic. You are biologically inclined to seek dopamine and become sick when chronically stressed. "Hedonism" is made up to place moral value on taking pleasure in sensory experiences. I am telling you that if you don't let yourself be a fucking mammal, as you were made, you will suffer and go insane. No grindset no diets no trying to be above your drive for connection. Pursue what makes you feel good and practice radial rejection of the constructs meant to turn you into a machine. You're a mammal.
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there was no perfect path. you did not get punished. your life did not unravel when you made a left turn. the memory will always be there. you can visit whenever you want. there is no alternate timeline where you made a better choice and got a happier ending. you were a little girl chasing the ice cream truck, playing hopscotch, swinging and aiming for the never ending blue. yes, the grief was waiting up ahead. but so was the miracle of saturdays in a car headed wherever you wanted to go. enough sky to wrap around every wound. friends who, despite your perennial bouts of silence, kept an ear close at all times.
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anybody else just have the weirdest fucking relationship with the concept of god like. yes god is real. no i don't believe in him. the universe is on a prebuilt track and we cannot get off this ride. free will is an illusion. every decision you make changes every life you touch. there's no afterlife, only nonexistence. hell is real and i can list 10 people i know personally who are going there. god is in every tree and animal and blade of grass and person and every word that was spoken is spoken and will ever be spoken. when i die scatter my ashes where god can't reach me. god is a semi-permeable membrane. i am going to vandalize a church. y'know?
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the maximalist in me jumped out
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