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sometimes people make beauty better than you ever could. my new pic is not a creation of mine own. a person named violentfires.
in other news- the only real thing this thanksgiving has left me with is an intense desire to write poetry.
and vacuum the shit out of my car, which i already did. and my dad helped me fill up my tires, which were incredibly low. and i'm incredibly boring.
life is a monotonous tedium. and i've been thinking non-stop about nature, and our place in it.
and i've realized that all i ever do is ask questions, and never fucking answer them.
so when i ask: "why do i care?" the answer is: "i don't know."
in other news- the only real thing this thanksgiving has left me with is an intense desire to write poetry.
and vacuum the shit out of my car, which i already did. and my dad helped me fill up my tires, which were incredibly low. and i'm incredibly boring.
life is a monotonous tedium. and i've been thinking non-stop about nature, and our place in it.
and i've realized that all i ever do is ask questions, and never fucking answer them.
so when i ask: "why do i care?" the answer is: "i don't know."