Oxymoron

دوست دارم وویس طولانی بدم غر بزنم ولی اینجا غریبه زیاده. کلا هیچ‌جا راه تخلیه ندارم.

you type "i'm bored ahaha let's talk" and someone in anon will ask "what will happen to your useless bones after you're buried deep down?" at like 3 p.m🤨

Schopenhauer's essays on women 😟

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من در دمای منفی چهل درجه.

دوستام آفلاین شدن و نیاز دارم یکی بیاد چپتر اول داستانمو بخونه و باهام دربارش حرف بزنه (انگلیسیه). اگرم آیدیمو دارید همونجا تکست بدید سریعتر می‌‌بینم🥸

Something about waking up (I haven’t slept in days) to sky painted gray by the clouds (filthy air I breathe) in the town i truly love (i want to leave) and meditating (blue camels and a double shot of espresso) while resting your thoughts (starting to think i might be in a manic episode).

I’m her, she is me, we are the same.

these scholarly, charmless, intellectual brats dominated the more creative departments. As an art history major, I couldn’t escape them. “Dudes” reading Nietzsche on the subway, reading Proust, reading David Foster Wallace, jotting down their brilliant thoughts into a black Moleskine pocket notebook. Beer bellies and skinny legs, zip-up hoodies, navy blue peacoats or army green parkas, New Balance sneakers, knit hats, canvas tote bags, small hands, hairy knuckles, maybe a deer head tattooed across a flabby bicep. They rolled their own cigarettes, didn’t brush their teeth enough, spent a hundred dollars a week on coffee.

"an expert at conflating canned advice with any excuse for drinking to oblivion."

فردا دوشنبه.

جواباتون اینجاست😭

غریبه های خوب اینترنت، تو ناشناسم بگید چه ویژگی هایی (اخلاقی، ظاهری، رفتاری و ..)در غریبه ها براتون جذابه؟ تا می تونید هم جزیی باشید. سعی دارم یه تحقیقات کوچیک انجام بدم.

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Velvet underground is really an all time classic because whenever i listen to pale blue eyes i can tell it’s a product of a bunch of stoners in their basement in nyc jamming and a baked young poet improvising.