how i feel when a random person compliments me vs when a friend i've known for ages and hang out with constantly says they enjoy my presence

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how i feel when a random person compliments me vs when a friend i've known for ages and hang out with constantly says they enjoy my presence

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ever since i was a kid i've always dreamed of signing up to be an event dj and playing the worst dj set imaginable just for fun
if you're not gonna push yourself to get better for yourself, do it out of spite. the rest follows imo
i love blocking people it's like sending them to my own personal prison
i love you random citizen

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Shit Ryan would do, btw
FUCK IT. WOLF IN SHEEPS CLOTHING SET IT OFF IS A RYANCORE SONG
Some people want nothing more than to be haunted. They look for ghosts and devils, for spirits to possess them. Are they vacant? A soul's container without the soul like a pitless peach? Not necessarily, George speculated, only lonely for themselves. They long to be, as one philosopher put it, the partners of their own thoughts, but don't quite know it. Their souls lie hidden or camouflaged and they take this for abandonment, and so share themselves, their spiritual bereavement, with obsessions. So much can fit into one human heart. Each of us can be, if we get lost, a little ark of vast demons ferried from life to life. And sometimes we drift, George told me, into sudden storms of shipwrecked lives, roomfuls of neurotics unburdening themselves of their hauntings.
—The Future Was Color by Patrick Nathan