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I don't think I can date cis het men anymore

It's just not the same

I have learn and educated myself and even if I am just bi curious with near to zero experience properly dating male or female. I just know I can't deal with cis het men who are stuck in a loop of mindlessly enforcing and following the outdated gender norms and I just can't.

#darknailpolishsociety #society disappointing me everyday #dude assuming i like xbsjks things just bcs i am girl is the worst - i like them bcs i am interested it NOT BECAUSE OF MY FUVKING GENDER

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#darknailpolishsociety #i feel sick #poem

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The more I read tomie the more I realize she is just an angst teen finding justice just in most cruel ways because cruel things happened to her.

She just feeding of it, getting prettier and more vivacious.

#tomie #junji ito #horror #darknailpolishsociety

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Adulting sucks ass but also there is no escape.

You will be making mistakes even when you know better-

You will fall off the deep end in hopes to find yourself beyond it

It's great but so not great at the same time

I am stuck between the rational and irrational thoughts.

I want to jump but I also don't.

Don't will be fine don't makes more sense don't will not hurt me and their a normal way to get pass this

But jump will be fun even thought the fun is not guaranteed

Jump can lead to a better place but also it be a dead end valley

Possible death always

But still the fraction of possibly of it being the best experience ever is so exhilarating

It becomes a valid irrational choice against my correct rational thought.

Adulting SUCKS ass.

Also its lonely at its core.

#darknailpolishsociety #i hate adulting #i want to go back to school bro

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I don't think I know how to speak my mind. Not that I am afraid of saying things, it's more about the delivery of it. All that comes out is anger or resentment or mean words in purest form. Even in a argument I want to learn how to structure it uk so I have more cards with Me. Winning cards of thought and reason as it should be instead of just pure emotion that can't be interpreted positively.

#darknailpolishsociety #how to do that #can i just press the reset button

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This Halloween to be witch or to bewitch that's the question

#Halloween #darknailpolishsociety #horror #to dress up as anime character or go a hot ass babe

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I want to be born as a rich kid during the 90s. But with my current gen z mind

#90s aesthetic #i mean i would have done wonderssss liberally #darknailpolishsociety

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I know it shouldn't matter,

maybe after a while I'll be fine again

but it's hurt every time-

They don't choose me.

#darknailpolishsociety #sadgirl

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I drew friends bcs I don't have any irl

#darknailpolishsociety #artwork #i feel empty #honesty i should call my friends but i am so annoyed rn svjaakaaka

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Once in a while it all comes up to your throat and the overthinking turns into disgust and it becomes nauseating. Crying is unacceptable and vomiting emotions is physically not possible.

#darknailpolishsociety #nauseating #emo

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Hotness is a state of mind. Everything else are just supporting elements or results of it.

#hot #darknailpolishsociety #theories #shitposting

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How do you spend you birthdays?

#darknailpolishsociety #talk about birthdays

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This was probably dramatically amazing thing I saw on the internet today.

#among us #discord #game #darknailpolishsociety

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#among us #discord #funny #darknailpolishsociety

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One Art And Two Liars

I think I was 14, when I read Elizabeth bishop's infamous poem - 'One Art' for the first time; after partially hearing it in the movie 'in her shoes'. I remember bawling over it as if the pain from the words were coming from somewhere deep within me. I had just lost a bestfriend due to miscommunication, jealousy,pettiness or simply teenage situationships.

'The art of losing isn’t hard to master;so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.'

My heartbroken teenage self just truly wanted to believe that. That somethings are just found so they could be lost again. I cried over this poem, with a broken heart, an apology I never got, and an apology I never gave.

Years have gone by now and I will be 22 this year. I have grown and grown up. I raised myself to be an intellectual, took the path of the sciences and trying my best to build a life for myself.

But in all the technicalities of my basic existence, competition and speed of the world that we live in, today I found Elizabeth Bishop again.

My eyes trembled upon 'One Art' again.

And this poor heart cried again.

I have lived and loved and lost and loved and lived and lost again. But the world teaches you, trains you to shove it deep within and move on as you have no time, there are other important things you have to work on.

Feelings, the pain, the people? They will come and go along.

As I read through this beautiful poem again,

I thought of my hostel room keys and the notes I lost, the phone numbers I didn't gave and hidden glances across the room and the tea which was always hot. The moments I yearn for but are lost.

Friends I made and the great team we were, the dances, the classroom romances,the laundry days, 12 am, a little something about him and something about her.

Year 2020 and the zoom calls. The new internet era we found and some dear ones we lost.

The things I wanted to do, and places I didn't go. And how 2021 was hardest I had ever known.

My childhood home and the childhood friend. The cities I traveled, lived and left. The plans that never got executed and how we are forgetting each other's names.

But life goes on, the moments I yearn for are getting lost again.

But losing you, as each face flashes in front of my eyes, just pains.

And how each time I master this art of self deception, a part of me gets lost in translation.

As sad is this poem maybe, I surely admire,

how now i read this as a grown up, i know for a fact, the poet and I are both beautiful liars.

The Poem:

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Someone said love is what Hozier and Phoebe WallerBridge writes about and I couldn't agree more.

#darknailpolishsociety #hozier #phoebe waller bridge #love