Pearl 𓂀𓍢ִ໋ ͙֒

Hear me out. Social media ruined our perception towards numbers. Like i never thought of it until some random dude spawned in my feed and made me think twice. Like people are sad or mad when their video, vlog, or anything they post get 100, 500 or even only a few thousands of views. But imagineee, imagine 500 people knocking on your door to see about what you just bought for Christmas, your new year resolutions or anything new about you. Creepy asf. The millions of views and likes are out of my mind comprehension. I know it is all on a platform or not on a real ground, but still most are real people existing with a profile just like you or me. And like, it is kind of ironic, the fact that we lost our perception to this. And also, back in the days when there was no internet or social media, you could only know how much potatoes grow in your neighbor’s garden or some village lore about new lovers, the circle was small and the people actually got the chance to live their own lives. But now I know Fatima from Bangladesh just bought her 3rd car and Steve from Florida just paid all of his dept, it feels like we all lost our circles and started revolving around each other’s lives instead of living our own. They way we are consuming useless shit from the internet is so annoying and like, it is becoming more and more normalized.

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So I am in a hair salon and a women walked in with gorgeous bangs, I was literally about to compliment her and when i was about to speak after gathering all the courage, she took the bangs off, like off off 😭 emayeeee I should always stfu 😭

I had so many things in mind to do today but being a rep was NOT in my bucket list 😭💔

Every single song has been over played and orange blossoms used to be my favourite once ( for some minutes or hours 🙂) but bruv I listen to a lot of songs mtsm

"He is the exact kind of man I would hate, and that is why I love him." - ruhama (uncited) couldn't find the post but felt it in my bones :)

I hate you books I lend and never get back I hate you beautiful sentences I cannot remember I hate you writers who leave no personal correspondence I hate you unfinished novels I hate you the last page of a really good book I hate you fictional characters with better lives than mine I hate you wanting to write something and having absolutely no business being able to articulate it. I hate you Ethiopian time I hate you photocopy shops I hate you Telegram university groups I hate you university announcements posted at 11 pm I hate you having to physically go somewhere to ask for information that could have been a message. I hate you books with no index I hate you authors who die before finishing their arguments I hate you untranslated manuscripts I hate you historians who assume I know the entire genealogy I hate you paywalled archives I hate you finding a fascinating reference in a book I cannot afford I hate you having 19 interests and one lifetime. #Ihateyou

Having a fabulous sunday ✨️ Wish y'll the same too

Call me a perfectionist, but not one seduced by sterile symmetries or immaculate finish. I demand of my craft a living cadence; an undeniable heartbeat. Whatever imprint I leave behind must cry aloud with fierce, breathing presence, refusing even the quietest vestige of the void. oh how i want to be remembered as a living art.

Y'll better pray for ramen 🥲

On october 31, 1981, the marauders fell apart. One was dead, one was a traitor and one... ahhhhhh please someone tell me you get it 😭