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cut my finger while slicing some broccoli and it somehow resembles the nike logo 🫡
also it hurt like a bitch ;-;
also it hurt like a bitch ;-;
Jul 9, 2025
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🩹* One long faint white slice on my index finger because I was washing my Ninja blender and I dropped the blades and instinctively grabbed them to catch them as if they weren’t literally just sharp blades lol
* One red mark where I tore a chunk of skin off of my hand scraping it against a very very matte finish painted wall in my apartment building violently jerkinh my sweet little friendly dog Benny away from a hulking lunging German shepherd named Maverick who just “got excited”
Feb 24, 2025
Apr 11, 2025
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🩹Both hands, I’m always cutting these guys up somehow and I got 3 band aids on across two hands but I feel like when those boxers wear that tape around their knuckles except im just a clumsy guy
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⭐it's my 2nd day being here on pi.fyi and i really adore the whole concept of just sharing our interests without feeling the need to receive any online validation or perform. the people here are so inclusive and nice
T-T i also like how i don't get the urge to endlessly scroll, as there's no algorithm driving the platform.
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i have recently started reading this poetry book by mary oliver and it is sososo beautiful <3 it makes me appreciate life and nature more. the loveliest thing about poetry books is that you don't need to worry about forgetting where you left off!! you can read a few entries and call it a day, and then just pick it back up again when you feel like it!!
one of the poems i love rn:
On Meditating, Sort Of – Mary Oliver Meditation, so I’ve heard, is best accomplished if you entertain a certain strict posture. Frankly, I prefer just to lounge under a tree. So why should I think I could ever be successful?
Some days I fall asleep, or land in that even better place — half-asleep — where the world, spring, summer, autumn, winter — flies through my mind in its hardy ascent and its uncompromising descent.
So I just lie like that, while distance and time reveal their true attitudes: they never heard of me, and never will, or ever need to.
Of course I wake up finally thinking, how wonderful to be who I am, made out of earth and water, my own thoughts, my own fingerprints — all that glorious, temporary stuff.
one of the poems i love rn:
On Meditating, Sort Of – Mary Oliver Meditation, so I’ve heard, is best accomplished if you entertain a certain strict posture. Frankly, I prefer just to lounge under a tree. So why should I think I could ever be successful?
Some days I fall asleep, or land in that even better place — half-asleep — where the world, spring, summer, autumn, winter — flies through my mind in its hardy ascent and its uncompromising descent.
So I just lie like that, while distance and time reveal their true attitudes: they never heard of me, and never will, or ever need to.
Of course I wake up finally thinking, how wonderful to be who I am, made out of earth and water, my own thoughts, my own fingerprints — all that glorious, temporary stuff.
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this line and "if it's meant to be then it will be" from sun bleached flies - ethel cain always sends me to tears :,)
i also interpret the line as forgiving everyone and everything that has wronged me because in the end something better will always come back to me
i also interpret the line as forgiving everyone and everything that has wronged me because in the end something better will always come back to me