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Your homework for tonight is to become SO good at counting.

Do not let me down, please.

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When Baby met Pusheen.

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Liu Weijian aka 刘唯艰 (Chinese, b. 1981, Hunan Province, China, based Shanghai, China) - The Clouds and the Sun, 2014  Paintings: Acrylics on Canvas 

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8

Things feel a little less meaningless now. Maybe haphazardly biting of more than I could chew is doing me some good. Project head for a simple free tutorial program. Getting into the nerdy sport of debating. Trying make a great thesis. Aiming to graduate with a 3.2++ GPA. I know these things hardly matter at all, deep in my heart. Nonetheless, they make me feel like I can successfully construct a purpose for my life.

In addition to this, on the more shallow side of self-improvement (if that’s what you can call what I’m doing), I’m trying to invest in good skincare. Bought some COSRX products (face wash and AHA toner) and a VMV soap (with BHA). Hopefully I can clear up my catastrophic skin.

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Got some Pikachu ramen at the Pokemon center store :D

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Steve Winter, Artibonite Valley, Haiti. Tomato harvesting on a USAid farm in Haiti.

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7

Why is it that the thought of you still comes with a bitter sting? I think it’s ‘cause there’s a part of me that still hopes that in my parting I have afflicted enough pain to leave a lasting impression that echoes throughout your life. It’s hard not to regard the past with bitterness, since so much of it was eclipsed by you. I cannot easily disregard you, because your touch is mirrored in my cynicism and insecurities. It is inevitable to be pricked every now and then by a word, thought, or song of some sort that can be associated with you, and when I am brought back to the thought of you, I’m flooded with contempt and regret (no longer in the form of burning but that of a muted, persistent ache). I wonder if you feel the same. I wonder if anything I’ve ever done or been has made my absence a scarring memory. I feel as though I leave everyone who hurt me unscathed.

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Game Over on Flickr.

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my cousin’s cat tiger (online shop)

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why am i such an insecure loser

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im hot

H ard to love O bnoxious T errible

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...Would you fuck a clone of yourself?