I'm Seeing My Future So Clearly, It's A Embolism From Rage When I See Trumps Reaction To This

why am I scrolling . What am I hoping to find

when you hug someone and it feels like coming home

Song of the day

Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre, featured in Letters to Sartre

that pistachio completely sealed in its shell is scared and alone, like a miner trapped by rubble. you need to free it by any means necessary. get the gun from your dad's cabinet

you really just have to say 'it is what it is' and move on. like. completely move on. focus on what's important but also just have a nice life. play with your pet, go outside with someone somewhere, see a movie in theaters or borrow/buy a book, sit in the sunlight, get a plant, get a recipe, wear a fragrance, dance, talk to ppl, do pilates/sports/walking/swimming/biking, go somewhere new, start a casual or compelling project, compliment a stranger genuinely, call someone, drive for a while. remember that you're here. you're important because you're alive and that's enough

how it feels to know that all things are delicately interconnected

❤️

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