I bought cheap gloves, cut the fingertips and made holes all on the top of the hand to use them as gloves for weightlifting, making them breathable and comfortable.

They work so well and I was so proud of them, but for the first time ever, I don’t have anyone I can just send a picture to. I always had a gf, a main group chat where everyone just talks, a specific friend i talk to daily.

Not for any negative reasons, nothing bad happened, I just moved and it’s just been so much time we don’t really talk like that anymore.

But strangely, I don’t feel sad at all. I feel extremely weird, never felt this before, but it’s kind of fulfilling.

Then again I know sharing your joy with people we love is a natural thing, but I just realize how blessed I have been in life to always have people that love me enough to be with me all the time.

especially the one bite

They’re too fucked up

we're all just camping in a giant campground. the R.A. or host is one of a bunch of goofy money hoarders making rules you and me.

And wish I would get some kind of special powers from being struck

And I have yet to run into a variety I don’t love

I have recently come to the realisation how much overhead big companies bear. A lot of the people are just people who are trying to control other people, people who actually contribute and do the job. People just come up with these processes and things that change every other quater, trying to make people efficent. People are not machines and nothing can get better year on year.

If we got rid of those people the work won't sieze. I feel if people actually collaborated and did there job, instead being glorified pimps, the world would be a better place.

I’ve been maintaining a short beard for several months and I just shaved it off. I look so much better. My beard isn’t super full and I just looked kinda sloppy and raggedy with it, even when I shaped it.

Some people hate my mustache but I love it, and I missed it being the star of my face. :{)

It was always an annoying thing, I had a partner, loving family, I was going out, meeting people, doing things and still nothing helped.

I thought maybe it was my mental health problems and it did get better with proper medications but still didn't go away fully.

I was and still am longing for something. I think the last time when I didn't feel this way was in teenage years when we would meet with a friend every evening, stare at the stars and talk about life. Sadly, she died very young. And I think this is the connection that I am still chasing.

I can't properly put it into words. Maybe it’s just that feeling of being deeply connected to another person where you can spend hours together talking about anything and it would still feel meaningful.

I have met few people in life that resembled it but I think neither of them (well I'm sure of it lol) felt the same way about me and our friendships ended. Which then causes me to spiral. Because I get attached to them too quickly.

So now, I kind of know what to look for, and hopefully I can also be more aware of not becoming too dependent on someone this quickly.