Being needed sometimes feels overrated.
Month: December 2025
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I just dumped an open bottle of cinnamon in my lap. I’m irritated as hell! but, i do smell like some kinda yummy desert, so… there’s that…
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I haven’t had soda in quite a while, but recently got a couple of bottles – 1 coke, 1 ginger ale. Both bottles went in the fridge after i met my carbonation limit for the day.
Each was only open for about 24 hours.
Both were flat as fuck when i went back for the other half.
Now, i remember when i was younger, early 20s – not little kid type “Back in the day’ – you could put an open bottle of soda in the fridge and it not go flat for a week.
These bottles lasted less than a day…
What the fuck gives??
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i like Wenesdays. They are calm; no inherent sense of urgency or dread. it randomly does a cameo as a friday, which is fun. Wednesdays are chill.
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I need the stability and discipline of a routine, but I also need to be able to allow myself to get lost in something for multiple hours at a time. Is quite the conundrum!
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Imagine that! if you actually follow the instructions you were given, shit fucking works! whoda thunk it?
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Who’s to say that existence isn’t structured in a way that looks like what you see in mirrors that are facing each other?
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I just saw something that said, ‘I have the power to rewrite my story’.
I disagree with this statement. You can’t rewrite your story; the past is what the past is. you can’t change that, nor should you want to. Everything in life – good, bad, and ugly – is a lesson. and i’m gonna take a wild stab at the fact that if you’re thinking about rewriting your story, then it’s pretty likely that you learned those lessons, and wouldn’t want to lose that wisdom.
So perhaps what the person who wrote this meant was not that they have the power to rewrite their story, but that they are claiming authorship going forward…
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I hate when you eat an awesome meal, go sit down to relax, and then get the fucking hiccups. I mean, seriously? Wtf, diaphragm?
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 