Lizard ™️

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Thousands :(

Fuck yes

This is sweet. I hope you see your friends soon, they probably miss you.

I do! so many in that archive of mine, prices for a personally curated google album can be inquired about within!

Not with censorship.

Hope ur well

#lofi

I consider the two symbiotically intertwined and somewhat equivocal . A more applicable sentiment would be referring to solely change; retrospective time can assuage the ‘wreckage’ of forced perspective realities into something substantial of character. Best case scenario anyway. I don’t find anyone under the age of 35 in my circle very often (other than myself being 20). I find people my age to be intolerable at large and it’s most due to the misunderstanding on the topics of suffering, acceptance of yourself and the world around you, and humility. I find them messy with irresolute and pointing all the right fingers in the wrong directions. On average? I prefer people in their 40s because they tend to exhaust me less. They are prone to rejecting a monotonous and fickle venture of vanity, likability, or cliche. They are apt to embracing unknown experiences and new thoughts to overcast hardened learned processes, they seek to destroy their perceptions CONSTANTLY to replace with a wider one. The epiphany that really cracked my skull back in relation to all this was the realization that I am only as alienated as I suit myself to be. I don’t feel uncomfortably out of place but that is because there are no places for me to ease myself within. “Out of place” is rhetoric to be concerned that I don’t stereotype easily, and that I am not predictable by proxy of environment. I am at peace with that, mostly. I have alot of time to mull it over haha. I find scars, the scrawlings, the secret stories of the skin. The wisest man sees the worst days of his life as his greatest gifts.

they framed my tag :,) to do drugs off it :,)