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Skógafoss waterfall, Iceland

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4/9

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Mellinae aka Rem Martin (Russia) - Basil, (Portrait of a friend’s cat), 2017, Drawings: Digital Arts

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Yayoi Kusama (Japanese, born 1929) Rain X.T. , 1987 acrylic on canvas

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ミミズ

earthworm

2019.11.11

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The smoking cat 2019 www.dawningcrow.com https://twitter.com/dawning_crow 

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John Brosio - Dinosaurs Eating CEO (2013)

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Snowday by susan_polston

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hiroyuki katou & keisuke gotou’s gyorosu taitei no souon kikai || 加藤龍勇と後藤啓介の『ギョロス大帝の創音機械』

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i don’t know how to do, i don’t know how to write, i don’t know how to feel. i don’t even know who i am. WHY CANT I BE NORMSL AND DO NORMAL THINGS AND THINK NORMAL THOUGHTS. FUCK. i suck.

#personal #me #sorry why is this so long im a loser #sorry

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Don’t say anything, just reblog 

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Chen Fei (Chinese, b. 1983), Missing, 2011. Acrylic on canvas, 80 x 100 cm.

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Glow Dog

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i can’t be the only one who is just struggling to complete basic tasks right??? but here i am, wide awake with anxiety over what i NEED to do, but i can’t just fuckin do it!!! i can’t like, DO IT. i just stress and cry and worry about how i need to accomplish these things, as i don’t do them. sometimes i just sit there.... but i don’t do the fuckin things.

is it the pandemic? the fear of never being able to live more than an endless life of working to enjoy a weekend and the 5 holidays were i actually will get time off in a year so i can do things i want to do. the worry that i may never actually own a house, or have a yard... i’m just so angry at the world and how things are

#personal #me #sorry why is this so long im a loser #oops

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i just feel so alone, so uninteresting.... so unattention grabbing that i could walk out this door here and now and never come back and no one would notice. not for a while. no one would care. there wouldn’t be real concern for weeks, and that’s only from the parts of my family that still reach out. i do not really have any friends that reach out.

maybe i’m a fucked up person, maybe i’m a fuck up, maybe that’s why i have no friends. maybe that’s why i chased them all off, hurting them so much that they would never trust or love me again. maybe that’s why i am alone, maybe that’s why she said i was the kind of person who was born to be alone. maybe i am. maybe i shouldn’t have been born at all. maybe i fuck things up where ever i go... maybe i just cause problems.... maybe i’m the worst thing to happen to me