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Cake day: September 1st, 2023

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  • I mean clearly this is through the lens of my own experiences and feelings, that’s why I said “I don’t like that this feels like” instead of “I don’t like that this is”.

    I understand “hustle culture” and the things that this is addressing, I just don’t like the… absolute? feel of it. And that’s fine, I’m not out here demanding all the memes on the internet be made specifically to my tastes. I just felt the desire to put my thoughts out there, and didn’t restrain it for once.



  • I hate that this feels so “you shouldn’t live/act conventionally” instead of “you don’t need to live/act conventionally”. Like, I don’t sell things I make because I want the money, I sell things I make because I love things I make being out and about in the world. It helps give me a reason to make them, because I struggle to make things for myself. Doing nothing absolutely kills me, and that’s ok. Making things is one of the only things I truly like about myself, of course I’m going to heavily identify with that.









  • Make 2014 the guy that 2024 remembers, thinking about the depressed 2024 guy thinking about the happy 2014 guy, and that’s me. I knew I was in probably the best part of my life while it was happening and enjoyed it while I could. Not that I didn’t have suicidal thoughts then too but it was definitely the most fun. More 2015-16 though.





  • There is nothing better on this earth than a cat that enjoys tummy rubbins. My roomates cat loved them, and I would take like an hour long break from working on my senior project to destress and rub her tummy and scritch her chin. Her purrs weren’t usually audible, but you’d feel her romble and she’d be kneading away. She’s still alive and well, just me and her person graduated and went our seperate ways. I miss her a lot tbh. I’ll never forget hearing a funny noise, turning around, and seeing her lapping ranch dressing out of a container my roomate left out. She loves anything salty or greasy, but wouldn’t try to eat your food, just maybe lick it if you left it unattended. She did love to sniff my dinner though.