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28- Am I worth it
If I just find one being to treat me nice, that would be enough, right? So why do I have to go on
take a bulkestrok
take me with you on your rebellion of gladness, say hello to the lonely folk and tell ‘em it’s our turn to up and glow
cancer
I’ve often thought of myself as living on the outskirts of society, like a cancer with more self-awareness than the organism itself.
the thing is,
most sapient things I’ve found live this contradiction where they can’t be alone but being not-alone exposes them to all sorts of
how to do the thing
How do the fish people do the thing where they reach out and show somebody they care? Well, I pulled a Dr. Mizto
27- I did the thing
again, where I didn’t write in here for a lot of years, I forget how many exactly. And I did the thing where I turned some things into people (fish, this time,
The Buzz
The fates could’ve said any of that, but no, they just went, “You exist, you control your future.” Give me vague platitudes of peace instead,
positive affirmations (5-9)
There is no freedom without justice but I don’t really
26- positive affirmations
If anywhere you go is the same, quit looking for the perfect place to build something that matters. Just build
Jordyn Saelor 