really a fan of the neon genesis evangelion typing game released for dreamcast. the choice of words, the midi horns version of a cruel angels thesis…a masterpiece
Well now I feel worse but maybe it will get better.
I hate being diagnosed with some new fucking condition but whatever. I’m don’t care. What whatever whatever. My head hurts my sister is mad at me it’s grey outside everything is still and my body is buzzing. I just want to sleep forever. I don’t want to care.
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“Abandoned Ship with trees growing on it[768X960]
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Abandoned Ship with trees growing on it[768X960]
Another cross-section—I always love those. As a kid, I studied them, got lost in them, I’d wander the halls and rooms like a ghost.
This illustration I think is French, from the 1930s.
They said dad’s going to die soon and I really hope my mom doesn’t go right after. I wish I was mentally stable enough to help them more. I wish my sister didn’t call my mom a bitch and I wish I wasn’t alone.
Shug
Cabbage Grapefruit Salad, 1956
I follow all these “meal planning” blogs, not because I don’t know how to feed myself and save money and not eat out everyday but because my ex wife (wife suggested by iPhone auto type) was really into meal planning aw shucks mamas a cuck.
Ignore the squawk’n and keep on rock’n.
