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stop trying to find yourself and start creating yourself!!!!!!!!!!!!

Studies by KUN

some things i’ve learned about adulthood that no one warns you about

you will in fact continue to have acne past the age of twenty

you will eventually hit a point where you start to feel icky inside if you go too long without eating some sort of vegetables

depending on your current level of athleticism/physical activity as well as the kind of activities you did as a kid/teenager, your joints may start acting whack in your twenties, despite what everyone says about that not happening until middle age

eventually you will reach a point where you wonder how you were able to stay up until 3am nearly every night and be perfectly fine the next day (and this moment will come much younger than you expect)

it is much harder to meet new people after you’re done with school than sitcoms would have you believe

don’t let society tell you shit: it is perfectly acceptable to live with your parents after you graduate, there’s no need to be broke and miserable just so you can have some misguided attempt at independence straight out of school

please adopt a stoner mentality and stop overthinking things such as the way you acted in a situation or what your voice sounded like to other people or whatever. nobody cares about where you put your hands or how you reacted to social stimuli. please just relax and enjoy yourself for a second.

buddies!!

HYPER LIGHT DRIFTER ◤ BOSSES

i go to evil starbucks. i order a Violent Drink. and a cake pop.

I love the idea of dead gods. Not in the sense of “hey i killed something supernaturally strong” but in the sense of “i killed it and it’s still a god.” It is still worshipped. prayers are still answered. miracles are performed in its name, even as it lies pierced by a thousand swords and burning with chemical fire. even as it drifts through vacuum, decapitated and bleeding molten rock. in cosmic spite of being shot through each eye and hurled into a plasma reactor, it still radiates the power of the divine in a way that primitive death cannot smother. the nature of godchild is not so simple as to be tied to the mortality, or immortality, of any living being.

you may think it’s no big deal but every sweet interaction is actually the most important thing in the world. sooo. take that

ふと、一輪のムラサキツメクサが心に止まりました。

can we make this a new copypasta

Every race culture and creed thinks they invented the butter cookie tin with sewing supplies in it

Time flies by, in the city of light! Rewatched this childhood classic yesterday! Was just as good as I remembered! Music is a bop

https://www.instagram.com/p/CdNg1cmO4Sf

despite everything …. I’m grateful I got a chance to be alive… to experience love and good food and sunsets. isn’t that the point of it all really

the thing is like. cowboy bebop & trigun are functionally similar pieces of media (melancholy 90s space western adult swim animanga) but trigun is like. you are lonely and permanently running from a past that is part of you that you can't escape and which continually haunts u and affects u in the present. (hopeful) (breaking the cycle) and cowboy bebop is like. you are lonely and permanently running from a past that is part of you that you can't escape and which continually haunts u and affects u in the present. (derogatory)(the past is alive and it is going to fucking GET you)

“i’m in kind of a weird mental place right now” i say, as if there are times when i am not in a weird mental place

SUPER HIGH

hate whenever mfs in horror media are like “what was that noise…” bro you and i both know its creatures

nobody is irrelevant. nobody is invisible. your neighbors know your name and see you set off to school or work or the backyard everyday, sometimes with a spring in your step and sometimes with hunched over shoulders. there was this one time some stranger pointed you out to their friends and said “that’s the haircut I want” or “I have that shirt, too” or “they go to my school”. someone has admired the way you carry yourself or gave a presentation or even the way you’re so polite when you first meet a person. you’ve made comments or jokes that have stuck in minds of overhearers and eavesdroppers. when old classmates of yours think back to kindergarten or fourth grade or sophomore year they remember you and have an opinion of you. you’ve made recommendations of songs and restaurants and even cookie brands and actually introduced people to their all-time favorites. the cashier at the grocery store knows exactly what laundry detergent your household uses, or even if you don’t do your laundry at all.

you can never be irrelevant. there’s pieces of you everywhere, in a dozen lives, in a hundred dreams, in a million memories. maybe it’s true that you don’t have any friends, and you have a sucky relationship with your family or no family at all and no-one ever checks up on you, and you’re really very lonely, but that doesn’t determine your worth. you do. and so do the billions of small attributions you’ve already made to the world, both long-term and short-term. so thank you.

You survived another week in a very tough world, even though at times it felt like you wouldn’t, and I’m so proud of you.