been making a notes app while i’m high so i can make a compilation of all my most beautiful thoughts but the most striking of them all is why the fuck aren’t there any obelisks on my campus but we have a giant cylinder that seemingly has no purpose
textile
Cultures/periods: Chimu (?) Chancay (?)
Production date: 900-1430
Made in: Peru
Provenience unknown, possibly looted
Textile fragment; cotton plain weave ground with paired warps; camelid supplementary weft patterning; feline figure; cream and black.
British Museum
Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student
terrible dream triple feature in one night. chipped my tooth, a strange sex dream and then the worst, my headphones broke!!! all of them felt so visceral too. like damn i cant even find peace when im sleeping.
date was kinda boring but still fun…? idk how to feel about it i wish i wasnt so picky
its crazy to realize that 80% of my mood is determined by the weather. the most terrible soul crushing stuff can happen in the winter and i am torn apart. but when it happens in the summer and its 75-85 and sunny out im like whatever its too nice out to be sad ^_^
i asked what she wanted out of this and she said “i dont know” then she asked me and i said “i dont know”. thank god #winning
i havent cried in a while i should try crying, could be #fun
idk what i would cry about… failing climbs? the passato prossimo? whats happening in the book im reading? i guess should count my blessings that there is nothing crazy happening to me to cry about. that being said im REALLY good at romanticizing my own sadness… until it becomes debilitating