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on Oct 7, 2018Oct 7, 2018

My mind is so great this weekend, I tried to wash my soap with another soap.

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Maybe: Photographer. Writer. Translator. Noone. Alien. Allovertheplace.
may write in many languages(with lots of typos)

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when work shitstorm is so crazy and people are so bad I literally found myself considering applying to company/position I promised myself I would never do because they are also bad and crazy lmao
GW暑すぎて、短すぎた
a little lost in a strange hyper arc
This week I'm on a path of beeing obsessed with clips of EN vtubers absolutely losing it (laughing fits) and having all kinds of distinctive hilarious laughs. Like kettle noises. And bike noises. I feel a bit high after cry-laughing so much and just can't stooooop.
January and February drained me out so much of everything, I'm entering March while doing this childishly desperate thing of limiting the stressful things I need to do to only one per day. And none on weekends and after work. While fearfully counting days hoping there are enough of them until the next deadline I have to get all the unpleasant things done by, and I won't actually screw myself.

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  1. ACountryBoy says:
    Oct 7, 2018 at 9:10 pm

    At least your soap is super clean now.

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    1. 2kkeina says:
      Oct 14, 2018 at 7:35 pm

      I sure hope so…

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when work shitstorm is so crazy and people are so bad I literally found myself considering applying to company/position I promised myself I would never do because they are also bad and crazy lmao
GW暑すぎて、短すぎた
a little lost in a strange hyper arc
This week I'm on a path of beeing obsessed with clips of EN vtubers absolutely losing it (laughing fits) and having all kinds of distinctive hilarious laughs. Like kettle noises. And bike noises. I feel a bit high after cry-laughing so much and just can't stooooop.

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