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cadmium-ores · 22 hours
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I’m like… weirdly nostalgic for the first part of the pandemic. One big part is largely unrelated to the pandemic — I had way more time to spend as I pleased, which was mostly on my hobbies and with my online friends. (I was and still am shit at socializing in person.) I was in college at the time and they pivoted to totally remote so like I was, nominally, taking a full course load again. It was just, like, the balance of prioritization of time. I was living in an apartment so there wasn’t a lot of cleaning or maintenance, for example.
But the other part is like… there was a lot of unity. There at the beginning, I mean. Obviously there were a loud and not-small group of people who were always opposed to quarantining and stuff but like. It felt like for that first month or two we all were actually being honest like wow! This sucks! And not just the quarantine part, society in general sucks! Companies think we should die for them! No one has the savings to handle losing a job, or even just having their hours cut, unexpectedly! The American healthcare system is cold and unforgiving and can leave you destitute even if it doesn’t leave you dead! Mental health issues are at an all time high! Etcetera!
And now, we’re at that ~new normal~ where there’s this new terrible disease we could’ve gotten rid of but didn’t and somehow like 98% of people don’t even think about it when they go outside. And nothing changed. Nothing changed?! Healthcare still sucks. Companies still think we should die for them. Mental health issues are continuing to mount.
So yeah. I’m weirdly nostalgic for those two months we stopped pretending we were okay.
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glittergroovy · 3 years
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hard-times-paramore · 3 years
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I watch movies and then I draw fanart of these movies and then I watch other movies. That's life.
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madcaptales · 4 years
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Dealing with Depression, Entry #1
When you're depressed, it's like living in a dream. Days and nights are unbearably long. A cancer leeches on to your very being, and harasses you into doubting the meaningfulness of your existence. It is like walking through a quagmire, and every step only pulls you deeper into an unforgiving pit of self-pity. Your heart is constantly in your throat, waking and sleeping. Your mind is always battling your insecurities in vain. Productivity is a distant dream, a knife to the heart. You spend your days haranguing yourself into getting better, and the harder you try to get better, the worse it gets. There is a sudden burst of energy to do something, followed immediately by your mind reminding how hopelessly useless you are, and you have no choice but to believe it. Days of a dream-like calm followed unexpectedly by an utter revulsion for self. Dealing with your heart is like is like reasoning with an impulsive and whimsical kid. Your life is lived in dreams of what could have been. You hate the sound of your voice, the shape of your face, your lips are incessantly dry, your hands are bruised, you have no appetite, and your soul is tired. Your life feels devoid of meaning, and hence, you feel devoid of meaning. It is avoiding calls, getting anxious by your ringtone, replying to messages after hours, falling asleep in the day for want of nothing better. It's like living in a dream, to escape reality.
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whimsicalparadox · 4 years
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I’m not sure what genre this anime is going to be but the blond one is gonna get decked in the face by top center three episodes in.
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incredimail · 4 years
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HELLO its been a while. my... talking tag is kind of. dated to say the least
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grub-art · 4 years
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quarantine hair / march 30. 2020
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whateverthisis
This may sound stupid but all this time got me thinking, got me wondering
I thought were were it, but I’m filled with regret, over something that apparently didn’t exist
And it’s not your fault, maybe it is, I never figured that out
You see if you could see me, maybe we’d be shiny
And I know this sounds cliche...
but I don’t understand why we don’t see things the same way
I was fine, then you caught my eye, but I guess your eye was all that I ever caught
I only wanted you cause I thought you felt the same
I guess not, its just my fault
This feeling I got made me think that things were worth it
I felt broken and this was the only glue I was using
And it took some time to get right, but I tried so hard and I thought maybe
just maybe
I was too late.
Maybe I just never met you midway, but I guess you were just running the other way
And now I’m lost as to what I want
I don’t think I want you, see you weren’t perfect, maybe seemed it at first, but after some time I didn’t get nervous, and the ugly spilled out with some insecurities
I miss what I thought was a feeling, I guess I’m in mourning
I guess we are different, afterall, you think to live your life for the screen,
and all I seem to have is some anxiety
I’m not suprising nor suprised
Maybe you had interest in a life you thought I was hiding, or could offer as a prize, and ran just as soon as you saw I was empty
And now I’m feeling less than adequate, wondering if only I’d done things different
but it was all in my head, wasn’t it?
I’m glad I got closure and now my vision isn’t obscure, cause I’d be the first to admit I don’t know you anymore
I never thought we’d be this different
While I’m over here hiding, your over there pretending, but the difference is I was never lying except to myself, and I was just telling myself
you were pretending not to care
all yo do is make it seem like your missing your girl and now I’m wondering which one that was
I don’t feel angry, just empty and I’m at a loss for how lost I must of been
Chasing a tail that was really out there for someone else
Feeling a little post-heartbroken, sorry for the long post :) Maybe Ill feel better?
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triviallytrue · 4 years
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the worst part about the amount of time i’m wasting is that i’m not even wasting it doing something i enjoy like watching a cool show or playing a video game
just aimlessly scrolling tumblr, twitter, and discord
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sarek · 4 years
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do I really wanna play video games or do I want the comforting feeling of something that's both familiar & immersive
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ravenclawhazel · 4 years
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That first interaction between that octopus and Dory where she's in quarantine is literally introverted ppl who have a job @ extroverted ppl who have to stay home 24/7.
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cadmium-ores · 3 years
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re: the last thing I reblogged
I was literally thinking abt this approximately yesterday; the Spanish Flu pandemic was apparently “from February 1918 to April 1920″ which means that the WKM crew would’ve lived through it.
So did the Actor, Dark, and Wilford (ok lbr probably not Wilford) get to 2020 like “what the fuck? not this shit again?? another one???”
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glittergroovy · 3 years
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day 393 of lockdown
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draculasteet · 4 years
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Flowers ✨
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divamysterious27 · 4 years
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Nature always wears the colors of the spirit
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awakened-returner · 4 years
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me, shouting through a megaphone out my bedroom window at 1am: I Need Someone To Cuddle With In Bed Right Now Or I Will Die
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