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• My Life As Myself •

The creator of this blog is currently trying to be a proper adult. Here, they try to figure out life through photography, writing, music and the occasional existential crisis. Enjoy.

• My Life As Myself •

The creator of this blog is currently trying to be a proper adult. Here, they try to figure out life through photography, writing, music and the occasional existential crisis. Enjoy.

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habitsSadness corrupts me; just like the emptiness dissociates me from everything else. It turns me into a vessel with nothing within.

It makes me want to do strange things like lighting up a stolen cigarette, burning stray pieces of paper or taking long walks outside in the middle of the darkness without the help of a flashlight.

However, I hate the taste of the ashes; I’ve always feared fire and darkness only feels warm from my balcony.

But you have to keep breathing, even if just to be alive. Light is relative and uncertain, but even the possibility of a small shred of it is worth the wait.

So I keep at my odd hobbies; I explore my weirdest cravings in the name of living, maybe in the hopes of becoming a more complete artist.

 

 

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