𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖞 (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)
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𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖞 (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)
@buritnahh.bsky.social
She/her (;)
Community advocate,
Kind-hearted degenerate,
Doing my best at my own level of awareness.
"All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain."
Get what you can out of the time you have.
If it wouldn't bother you on your death bed, let it go. Leave it.
Accepting that I'll have dementia is likely impossible, so I'll just focus on the great things I have now and forget it later.
May 24, 2025 at 1:13 AM
Everything is different now.
I'm different, worse, less.
The person I used to be was better, more caring and optimistic.
I wonder if he would still be alive if I had stayed...
May 13, 2025 at 1:19 PM
What does one wear to work when the low is 37° and the high is 78?
April 28, 2025 at 11:58 AM
Doc said 100 oz of water a day to see if my headaches are due to dehydration.
This is where I live now.
April 21, 2025 at 7:18 PM
Trapped in 2011,
an empty vessel,
a steamed veggie,
where all of this madness, grief, suffering, is just a figment of a dying brain.
I wish that were true,
that this epidemic of hatred,
this rampant poverty wasn't real,
that Greg was still alive, smiling that he beat some child in Rocket League.
April 8, 2025 at 2:20 PM
He hates it
March 3, 2025 at 3:19 PM
When avarice driven men rule the world, be considerate of where you spend your money.
February 19, 2025 at 6:34 PM
Small town vs Big city, an observation -
When I lived in the city, I didn't feel scared in the "bad" neighborhoods because people don't hide who they are.
In small town PA, I've never been more scared. Small town hospitality is a smile to your face and a knife to your back, repressed and judgemental
February 6, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Time to succumb to my vices -
Chocolate, red wine, potato chips, and smokes
February 6, 2025 at 4:11 PM
Neurotransmitters firing blanks with vices driven by artificial dopamine addiction
February 4, 2025 at 2:28 PM
Doing check-ins with kids is the best part of my job.
"it's hard to feel alone with all the microscopic bugs on our bodies" - Wyatt
January 31, 2025 at 3:41 PM
Being yourself means being vulnerable & being vulnerable is exhausting. Ppl can be cruel. Your heart will be broken, you will be hurt, guaranteed.
It's worth tho.
Yesterday is gone, tomorrow soon will be too, or maybe it won't come at all. Don’t sacrifice your true self for anyone.
Stay weird.
January 23, 2025 at 2:28 PM
Iggy Pup, Super star
January 21, 2025 at 4:21 AM