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a book i started months ago and now we're just in a situationship

articles explaining why everything is bad and somehow still getting worse

ancient blog posts from people who escaped the internet and are probably happier than me

if having fewer opinions would bring me peace or just make me boring as hell

how group chats are slowly dying and everyone is pretending it's normal

why finishing things feels like a personality trait now instead of just… doing it

tired but like… spiritually productive tired

vaguely annoyed at something i haven't figured out yet (future post loading...)

writing more than usual which is either growth or advanced procrastination

drinking concerning amounts of coffee and calling it character development

fighting the overwhelming urge to redesign this entire blog again for no reason