Thankfully wisdom and experience have been silver spoon-fed to me early on. There’s shitfuck to cry about, Anna, shitfuck to cry about. You have apparently wanted it that way so shut your trap and keep your regret to yourself. * Eels
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This year I have by far done the most Christmas activities ever, not even purposely, they just happened to happen. It seems forever until Christmas Eve, as if the markets and hot punch on the streets were here to stay. Despite the many activities I’m not in the spirit at all, but also don’t lament [...]
Feeling inadequate at best. (inadequate is not a feeling, it’s an interpretation yada yada yada.) it’s no use.
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If there was a set of rules within my head I strictly adhered to, wouldn’t writing down other rules on paper simply be changing the straightjacket? On another not completely unrelated note: I don’t even know what to do, the very things I always used to pride myself in have become a minefield of anxiety [...]
no no no, I don’t function in groups of people. I thought I could shoot two birds with one stone, doing something I like but never have the “time” for and making friends alongside but … no. No. Sitting there, petrified, dizzy from my shallow, frequent breathing, won’t meet eyes, feeling the my heart rhythm [...]
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