Polkadot

First, have an app that counts your steps. After that set a span for how far you want to walk. When you start walking put on both AirPods so you can listen to music or something. Personally like to open a long podcast or an audio book and listen to it. I mostly use the AirPods to create the impression that I can't hear people, which prevents them from bothering me. I take the time to plan my life thinking about what I want to do and what I want to write. I contemplate on everything I can do to improve my life. Walking helps battle feelings of laziness, and a lot more productive Once you start you'll feel a sense of accomplishment. Just give it a try it really does make a difference.

Ppl who go out for a walk? Just how do you do it?

So how was the great war? (Depression)

What in the meeshka mooshka mickey fuck

へ ♡ ╱|、 ૮ - ՛ ) (` - 7 / ⁻ ៸| |、⁻〵 乀 (ˍ, ل ل じしˍ,)ノ Me and who? (There is no who. I need to find hobbies, start new things i cant see through, I need to learn and listen more,new paint to the four walls of my room,new book i need to obsesse over, i need to hate more maybe that would fix me,geez)

Ppl remind me I hate humans

hate when the universe hits shuffle on my plans,im trying but its like lifes on mute when i need it loud

Except you have a sensitive nose and you forget the city is more polluted than ever So you wish you could stop breathing halfway through

another day of fighting this consuming urge to kick men in the nuts

Am I losing my mind or is constantly talking to yourself outloud healthy and essential?

- Why aren't you a student? You're clearly bright. - Failed my exams. - Exams rank different levels of mediocrity, that's all. Exceptional people don't do well at them.

The End of the Fucking World

Reading books instead of getting ready to take my examination in the next couple of hours

I'm just a would've been, could've been, should've been, never was and never ever will be

Impressive

People be like ’my unpopular opinion is that‘ and then say the most popular shit ever. We are one whole group of ppl!!

The revulsive cycle of wrong person, wrong time - right person, wrong time - wrong person, right time - right person, right time, I'm the wrong piece.

once you experience perfect, great is no longer good enough.

Mud of affliction is stuck on my boots

Would anyone appreciate fake love?

I'm the eldest child of the eldest child of the eldest child. I am not a person, I bear a generation's worth of soreness and memoir.