I keep finding myself staring at the ceiling and thinking I’m not happy. I keep myself away from the things I want because I think I’m undeserving of a life with freedom and creativity. In return I just hate myself and call myself stupid in the mirror. It’s ridiculous but I can’t stop.
Telling my boss I have a yeast infection so I can’t come to work lol……. I never call in and I always feel guilty when I do. Don’t really know how to up that self worth but I have a feeling that doing what I want will help, like ditching work!🤪
Rebirth
Before work. I’ve been less aggressive but also very brain dead. Dunno how 5 days a week can be spent in the same room. ¾ of the month. Boring boring boring everyone is doing this I hope you like your job
My boyfriend gets mad when I work less my mom gets mad when I work more either way I’m losing
When I look at art that I really like it’s always inviting me to step out of my reality. Tempts me into a new arrangement of qualia in consciousness. Makes me wonder if I should stop knowing things all together and start crying like a baby instead. But crying like a baby that I don’t know. Instead of seeing an identity as new, see it as an identity without a name. Name being……..reality.
Well this could’ve been much shorter
I think I’m ready to grow up
I am very confused
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Is anyone else having a hard time saving money because the ‘treat yourself’ ideology is taking over. How many fucking iced coffees do I need in a day really? How do I get out of this?
My baby
Evening Migration of birds, Aleksey Savrasov
Medium: oil,canvas
Reblog the strawberry kitty for good luck!🍓🐱
