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:: 2019 30 January :: 7.57am

this song strikes a raw chord
I'm lost, no dreams of my own
everything is scary, so far out of reach
I'm lonely in my heart, and honestly....

I have abandoned hope it ever filling the gaping hole where my soul used to be

I am an empty husk. I turned 30 and after hoping all thru my twenties that 30 would magically make this better, I feel just as lost and empty as ever. I'm confused, I'm tired, I'm trying, I keep going, but why...

what's this all for anyway.. if you don't have kids you are lost to time, if you do you are lost in 1-2 generations, but what does any of that matter when humans are going to destroy this planet and go extinct just like everything else that fights the natural order as much as we do.

I just need to be held, I want to just feel less alone.



:: 2019 29 January :: 7.34pm

can life just be over? I'm fucking sick of feeling.



:: 2019 27 January :: 1.21pm

remember: you can't hug your children with nuclear arms



:: 2019 24 January :: 10.42am

this is just too much

everything is pressing down on me

I can't breathe

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:: 2019 23 January :: 8.07am

a boat toad

tattoo idea: TAX on right knuckles RICH on left knuckles THE on your forehead

alternatively: replace eyebrows with mono brow tattoo that says the same thing

last night I dreamt I cut all my hair off and went back to my typical hair... I was so sad :( I guess I'm not smoking enough weed. fucking dreams.



:: 2019 4 January :: 10.10am

smoking in my car has to be one of my favorite things.

Gary Numan had it right

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