i got t i r e d of being enslaved by the idea that i had to relentlessly justify my very right to e x i s t that i had to prove again and again and again my purpose my worth my supreme health and vitality my endless energy availability flexibility my moral ******* i n g superiority
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you know friday night b u c k w i l d when it involves lidocaine patches naproxen sodium & ice packs after challenging yourself to a dance off and don’t be a punk if the patch dislodges and gets stuck in your hair just dislodge it again #onwardandupward #checkyourhead
i limited myself on purpose set up a procedure for my future self to pause at a certain place and be considerate but when my warning arrived from the past me that turned future me now to now me and now me and n o w me i could still decide whether to accept my own rule or completely discard it and glimpsed i am all the me’s in all of the times and in all of the projections and in all of the reflections