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rindoult-deactivated20221001
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the summer of my youth begins to feel wasted
i dont know what im supposed to do with my life, am i supposed to go learn a new hobby that i can capitalize off of in the future? to go learn something i can use to exploit myself for the mere cash ill waste in a day? should i go and explore and not waste my youth, as the adults say, yet when i go and explore i realize how miserable and dull the world has become. i cant help but count all the trash on the ground, thinking to myself i should have bought a bag to pick it up and not be another bystander yet each time i go and i walk i always forget, i was never good with memory. ill stroll through the city who has been my home for many years and think about all the times that i thought this was the best it could get. i head to the park and remember the adults who would take me there, that i have no contact with anymore. broken families in broken homes become broken communities in which we either live in or watch from afar thanking ourselves that it is not what we have become. but i feel lazy, i feel tired, ill lay in my bed and have my hands merge into my phone & feel the judgemental stares of all who came before me. ill read my blogs and see how much of a stereotypical fifteen year old ive become. trying to call out things about the world i myself participate in, therefore unknowingly calling myself fake woke. nothing i do will be right in this world, in some ways i wish i could be taken out. the summer of my youth begins to feel wasted.
chaotic academia in 2021 because i dont see enough of them on pinterest
messy binder full of notes gum sticks and shitty amogus drawings made by your friends, early mornings cramming any overdue homework in an hour before you leave for school, left over tea in your thermos because you didnt have time to make a new one, well written essays about the most absurd things (ex super mario) three missing assignments you were sure were due in a week not a week ago, having notebooks full of class notes but none of them are in the correct order and your notes are all over the place, walking fast down school halls to race the motherfucker who keeps trying to steal your friends lunch spot, misspelling things on purpose just because it looks funne, looking stoic and acting like youre really interested in your work topic but youre actually thinking about how you havent played acnh in months, using commas everywhere to not finish a sentence.
kinda based tbh shoutout to eight month ago emi
there a baby fox living under our deck and he literally looks like that "full of milk" drawing except somehow rounder
