they never were, che'lu-hu
they never were, che'lu-hu
i need a fairy godmother who hides my phone every time i take adderall and feel the urge to message everyone who i've ever felt close to
these days I'm tempted to make the grammar of even my most professional documents slightly amateur just to demonstrate that I did not in fact Ch*tGPT the whole thing
the strength of fear is wild bc you can be in your lowest of lows and it will still tell you not to change out of fear it could be worse
am I getting wiser with age or more skilled with rationalizations
I thought it read Cheesecake Factory and now I canโt imagine a difference
to all chamorus, micronesians, and other PIโs to whom this resonatesโฆ
the generosity your ancestors instilled in your heart truly makes you special in the context of the rest of the world. be careful out there not to be taken advantage of. and may all your giving come back to you many times over ๐งง
gรฅdao bless pasifika bradda man
homeroom is a whole scam. college students and stoners pls let the economy do what it needs to do w this one.
ppl donโt age out of making art as much as they age out of the time they need to make art
iโm starting to think that one of the main reasons that music is so highly valued in the western world (myself included) is because we donโt have any other socially accepted grieving practices
flipping off the camera as a go-to camera pose is boring and unoriginal. change my mind
we need latte stone-shaped coupe classes for cocktails. how is this not a thing yet
i finally understand the tokyo banana hype
no grammy for bigboihums huh
and yes we can talk about the death of the third space as a separate conversation
before anyone talks about the loneliness epidemic i need to hear about their relationship with accountability
japanese customs officer asked me if i have hamburger in my luggage. my american aura is apodictic
maybe i just need to simplify my life but i'm also hoping that one day my jumbled mindlessness will have a simple explanation with a similar cadence to how historical overindulgences like gambling, tobacco, or sugar are now assessed with a resounding "duh"
i look forward to the era where we have better vocabulary around things i can only describe now as informational overload, empathy burnout, narrative exhaustion, and retention of lived experiences whether physical or virtual.
it's no stretch of the imagination that modern life has fallen together in a way that's not unlike 'autoplay.' i can't deny culpability for how my brain craves text after text, song after song, scroll after scroll, but that doesn't mean i can't describe the circumstance of feeling addicted, either.
this is something i crave in the larger part of my life. often i use my photos app as a crutch to remember what i've done this month, this week. maybe time getting jumbled in our heads is something that's always happened to humans but i wonder if it's really been to the modern degree
the silence i hear when a record ends now doesn't have to be long to beget a familiar type of salience. it feels obvious to describe outwardly but i can only liken it towards digestion in a cognitive context
with music on the other hand--i've long had this annoying syndrome of not being able to name what i've recently been listening to or enjoying for many years. whether that's correlated with streaming or not is tough to say
moving of course promises the "where the fuck did i put that thing"-syndrome to a profound degree. like to the extent that completely erases both direct and adjacent memories about what i packed in that box or where my mail key is. it leaves me feeling humbled and alarmingly clueless.
i just did two things that are having noteworthy, opposite effects on my grasp of reality
-i moved
-i turned off 'autoplay' on music streaming
experiencing something interesting re: memory
have we had any good music artists who also play the keyboard recently? seems like a lost archetype but somebody correct me
just remembered how sexy it is to watch someone husk a coconut ๐ฎโ๐จ
i need a good circuit training ๐ฅ and that kind of consistency