I am horribly limited

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This kills me.

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Near midnight thoughts

I need to fix my emotional management issues.

I’ve kept it contained for 21 years but I fear that the worst is spilling out. I most of the time lash out on my family and then some days, I do it to my friends. It’s hard to control anger and madness; it’s even more difficult to hide the sadness and depression. I feel like I’m slipping away. My emotions are more intense than ever - taking on an individual form apart from me. Like creating a monster.

I need to fix my self-esteem issues.

Whenever I participate in stuff, I always lack the confidence to believe that I could do it. I think I’m not pretty enough or good enough or smart enough or whatever needs to be enough for me to succeed in things I want to pursue. I am full of skepticism and doubt on my abilities and skills. I believe that there is a higher possibility of failure and defeat.

I need to fix my boundary issues.

I don’t know how to interact well with people, especially strangers who I need to become friends with. I shy away from people and I’m afraid most of the time to talk because I don’t really know what to say. I don’t like it if my friends spend more time with other people than me because I’m a possessive person when it comes to the people I care about.

I need a lot of fixing.

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One of the things that is really notable about Moscow and yet not many people outside Russia know about, is how gorgeous the Moscow metro is.

These photos? That’s what the metro stations look like.


They’re called the “People’s palaces of Moscow” or else “Underground palaces,” and they were built during the Soviet era on the Communist idea that art and beauty should belong to the people rather than only being available in the houses of nobles.

These photos show just some of the metro’s attractions. There are many more mosaics, statues, etc, placed throughout.

And the metro is always this clean.

In addition to being beautiful, it is incredibly functional. It gets you pretty much everywhere in Moscow, and the trains run at intervals of every three minutes or less. At peak times, they run every 90 seconds. You never have to worry about missing a train, because the next one will come almost immediately.

Not always of course. In the late evening or early morning hours, you may have to wait as long as five whole minutes for a train. They’re also super easy to navigate.

We Russians are pretty proud of our metro system.

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me on a date: so what animes do you watch

Who am I to you? Anonymously leave a fruit or two in my inbox.

Apple: I haven't really taken notice of you so far.
Honeydew: You fascinate me.
Banana: You annoy me.
Mullberry: Mostly I tolerate you on my dash.
Cherry: You make me uncomfortable.
Orange: I love your blog, but I'm not very interested in you personally.
Grapefruit: I don't care so much for your blog, but I'm rather interested in you as a person.
Kiwi: Love your blog, equally interested in you as a person.
Pineapple: I think about you even when I'm not on tumblr.
Rasberry: I'm not even aware I'm re-blogging from you when I do.
Strawberry: I wasn't even aware I was following you. How did that happen?
Mango: I wouldn't mind talking to you if you ever messaged me, but it's not that big of a deal to me.
Apple: I would really like to talk to you, but I never will initiate it.
Guava: I have no interest in talking with you on here.
Blueberry: Sometimes, I like and re-blog posts from you just to get your attention.
Cantaloupe: I often avoid liking and re-blogging your post so I don't draw your attention.
Watermelon: I'm not very interested in you or your blog, I'm just too lazy to unfollow you.
Elderberry: I've anon-ed you something personal before.
Pumpkin: I've anon-ed you a compliment before.
Kumquat: I've anon-ed you hate before.
Lemon: Never anon-ed you before, probably won't again.
Lime: We've never talked and I prefer to keep it that way.
Papaya: We used to talk but we don't anymore and that makes me sad.
Rhubarb: We used to talk and we don't anymore and I prefer it that way.
Tangerine: We talk on here sometimes and I want it to continue.
Plum: Meh.




If women catcalled men (X)

Bet those arms could put together my IKEA furniture… New pick up line forever.

The shit people say to women on the street is disgusting and wrong, but I’m not gonna lie…I would greatly like to hear one of these lines sometime in my life.

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