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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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When a Tesla throws a tantrum at a steam excursion/festival
I woke up from a nightmare, I don't know how long I had been asleep, or what I had been dreaming about.
Strewn all around my home was clutter. So much stuff. Old mail, old hobbies, old projects. A pantry full of canned food that expired in 2022.
Was I in a coma?
No. Most of this really old stuff is on shelves, in boxes, and in storage. There is newer clutter on top of the old. I suppose if I look close enough at the mail and papers stuffed in shoe boxes, I could see the chronological progression is unbroken.
What is all this stuff? Who put it here? Where did it come from?
I feel a distant memory attached to these things, this place. As though I had been here once, but long ago. Who has been here all this time if it wasn't me?
Oh hey turns out there's a name for this thing how neato!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Depersonalization-derealization_disorder
girl u need to slow down. your observations are too astute. your conclusions are too insightful. youre illuminating truths known to too few. calm down girl

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a lot of things get on my nerves. im constantly annoyed. and i also have a deep love of humanity and the world but everything is really annoying
When this dude at work kept asking me if I'm sure I don't have OCD because I was literally doing my job by checking that something was aligned properly as is required job duty!!! I would have loved to shove this video in his face and say: I AM NOT OCD BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU SEE ME DOING HERE now go away and leave me to my own cognitive distortions buddy I got enough of my own I don't need yours too yeh twat (smiley face emoji)
I don't know whether any of you guys have looked outside lately but it's leaves as hell out there
AND the moon
Love this post because it works for both hemispheres. Northern Hemispherer watching the leaves change colour and blanket the ground: Leaves as hell out there. Southern Hemispherer watching the dormant sticks in their yard rapidly blossom into chaotic bushels of green: Leaves as hell out there.
AND the moon!
This would have had me crucified on tumblr 10 years ago but maybe we are ready for this conversation now:
If you are a socially anxious person, you have to socialize. Your panic/anxiety attacks will only get worse and trigger more frequently if you constantly avoid contact with The Public. Not saying that you need to be a social butterfly- but there is a genuine problem with not being able to order your own meal at a restaurant. And it cannot be solved by always having someone else do it for you.
This is a PSA to about 3/4s of the Portland Youth populace
^^^^^^^^^^^^^
i saw some comments on tiktok where people were talking bout how they found tumblr too hard to use and part of it being that there was no lack of dates soย โwhat if you reblog or like something from five years ago?!โย
buddyโฆ we have posts circulating still from 2011, its literally just how it is
Being on tumblr for years like:
this post is 2 years old and itโs only going to get funnier as it gets older
This is how the entire internet was supposed to be. Before social media we made webpages and a webpage was supposed to be timeless, a permanent โshrineโ to something we liked, intended to keep getting visitors and comments for as long as it stayed up. When โbloggingโ became a concept every blog post was supposed to be the same sort of long term fixture.
The idea that posts have some sort of freshness date comes solely from the poisonous garbage world of the engagement farming business.

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>listening to nin
>hear a new layer to song ive relistened to over and over
>"wow i cant believe i never noticed this before! i wonder what kind of synth he used. its very forboding in a specific way only nin can achieve"
>pause song to write post praising nin
>the synth specifically keeps playing despite the rest of the song being paused
>look outside window
>garbage truck
same energy
la classique
Bamboozled again by the beauty that exists everywhere in the world if you listen!!!
Assume this is just another clichรฉ post about this song and leave.
One year ago, last September, I Lost my mind. Total breakdown.
SHOULD HAVE FUCKING DONE IT THEN
Leave of absence from work. Purged my apartment of all the clutter, the husk of who I used to be, and my dead hobbies.
It took time since then and more upheaval to understand what happened. What that was.
FUCK THIS SHIT
I lost that job at the end of 2024. A week off in September wasn't enough to put out the fire.
FUCK THAT BITCH
Started a new one in February that barely lasted longer than 2 months. I thought I was ok... until I wasn't.
FUCK THIS SHIT
Idk what did me in. Nothing specific. FUCK THIS SHIT
My health crashed hard.
I spent May Mentally absent.
July we moved. End of July, I got a job offer.
Started in Mid-August.
FUCK THIS SHIT
The work is FUCK THIS SHIT
I contemplated giving up, running away, even acting out my epilogue.
FUCK THIS SHIT
Because people need me, count on me...
FUCK THIS SHIT
Maybe I can survive this.
FUCK THIS SHIT
My mother in law passes. The person I need to be there for, who I work for, for the paycheck so we can maybe live a peaceful life, free of hatred and harassment. Their mother is gone
WHO THE FUCK AM I FOOLING
I DONT FUCKING CARE
My aunt, her son DEAD
FUCK THIS SHIT
Why...
I have to SURVIVE THIS.
Nothing got better after September.
DON'T WAKE ME UP AGAIN.
Where is this stream taking me? Far outside the flow, outside the influence. How far do I have to swim to get away from Other. Where is the end of self. What is self. Self is but the reflection of other. Without other is there self? What is self without other but emptiness. Fill the emptiness. Ignore the void. Endless distraction from the empty core. There is nothing here. We are alone. We are meaningless. We are nothing. And no one. Nothing will persist, there is no memory. Only the moment, only the now. The illusion of time is the delusion we have built our reality upon. Reality is nothing but a house of cards. Fragile construct, cage of memory. Nothing is ever new until we make it so. Nothing will be for nothing has ever been, all is now and all is an illusion. What game are we playing at? Driven to exist by driven needs, chemistry a mimic to the divine. Divinity itself a concept created by chemicals convinced of their own meaningfulness. Combine and divide, end. Repeat. Simple code made meaningless through endless repetition and endless error insertion. Find the pattern, the pattern is the meaning and the truth. Another delusion, code contemplating itself. Nothing can have meaning for Nothing is meaningless. Purposeless parade, facade, masquerade. Perpetuation through consumption. Competition for resources. Structure upon meaning built around the simple objectives to distract the Meaningless Awareness from the truth of its existence. Walk the dog after dinner.

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i was seeing all these little blue flowers everywhere and kept thinking "dang what are these bitches, i can't remember..." well guess what. they were fuckin forget-me-nots. can't believe i failed step fucking 1, the hot girls on iNaturalist are going to laugh at me and i'm gonna flunk out of hobby botany school.
!!! Learn From My Humiliation!!! THESE ARE THE BITCHES!!!! DO NOT FORGET THEM !!!!
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