existential
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It’s 4:44 and I’m drowning
Drowning in boxes, drowning in sorrow. Call it seasonal depression, call it my life. Another day, another day. How the sun and moon revolve around one another playing flirtatious games with my heart. It’s 4:44 and nights of no matter run on and on through my mind. People I have…
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It’s late and I wish I never started
I say this and actually don’t know what I mean; I want a break and I say this as if I don’t have the option for one. I do but what I want is far greater than that. And with that, I cannot break just yet—even if I tried. The…
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What will you do with your life?
“I aim for my life to be a representation of the immaculate profundity of this reality and Universe.” –Natalia
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thinking mind…
I thinkwe think too much.Everyone’s alwaysjust thinking.Thinking about this, thinking about that.Someone wrote today something along the lines of “we become what we think the most of”.I can see this true.But why think at all?We must make reasonable decisions for our health and safety and all that other stuff but…