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who the fuck cares?

Those moments when you turn around and you think “how did I even get here?”. And then you realise that it doesn’t even matter and that you don’t even care, because all that matters right now is that you are really fucking hurting.

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Question?

The question of the question is, what it means, or, does it mean anything at all? The question of the question is, why you gain if only you lose again? 37 more words

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Bedtime

Just you know, one of those days.

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Out of it

I work best when I’m drunk. Or tired. When I’m in this weird space in-between where thoughts don’t judge and looks don’t see. During the day, light feels daunting. 174 more words

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Forgetting to remember 

Oh, I forgot! I forgot for a split second that I had decided to feel ok about what happened, to own it, to stand up for my mistakes. 31 more words

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Relief from life

Waiting for relief. We do it all the time. The next lunch break, the next good night’s sleep, the next morning coffee that will ease away the tiredness. 119 more words

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A cat's look at the world

My cat’s perception amazes me.

Filled with terror does she run away at the sound of a plastic bag or kitchen foil. But she does not move a paw, when I squeeze past her, hands full of books or cutlery. 45 more words

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