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why do i even have a blog? am i still quarantined here from when you were 16 and didn't want to be weird on main? coward. it never stopped me then from posting on your account and it doesn't stop me now, so why are we playing?

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— Clarice Lispector, from Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector

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Shinjuku, Tokyo

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by pavena.w

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well, at least his girl's really dead...

i was starting to make a live one a martyr.

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for so long, you were the only reason i stuck around. but maybe i'm the only thing tethering you here too... who knows.

either way, it's not about you anymore. it's about me. it's about him. it's about us.

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first birthday in a while where i've actually felt a bit optimistic about this year~

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things are actually looking up, for once. how about that?

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“I close my eyes and I picture us together I hope you know That I’ll be waiting here for you my love.”

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Ikebukuro, Tokyo

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i hope someone kills elon musk in the street. i hope he bleeds out and dies without dignity or honor. 

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Check out this shot of Central Park with fall foliage! Located in the middle of Manhattan in New York City, the park spans 843 acres — or 6% of the borough. One of the most influential innovations in the park's design was its "separate circulation" systems for pedestrians, horseback riders, and automobiles. This concealed "crosstown" commercial traffic in sunken roadways, and densely planted shrub belts in order to maintain a rustic ambiance.

See more here: https://bit.ly/3NMWKVF

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Photo by: Craig Fruchtman

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This spam email almost got me, tbh.

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God is dead

*makes out with me in the back of a car while playing Dark Souls*

Yes, I'm afraid I'm not a religious person.

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nothing is worse than software that tells people when I’m online or when I read their message or when I’m typing something. I always want to be as unknowable in my silence as god

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Stuck dealing w the harrowing knowledge that the only person who can truly absolve me is me