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I love stuff and i love hanging onto things. I love that i have a stack of letters my friends and i wrote and passed back and forth in class at 13 years old. I love that i still have the fake menu my best friend and i made when we were 8 for our fake restaurant that only served bug-based dishes. I love that i have a drunk love note scrawled on toilet paper at 3 in the morning in 2012. seemingly meaningless things like this from my past help remind me that I’ve actually led a wonderfully full life despite often feeling like I’ve not done enough.
Jan 29, 2025

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also who doesnt keep every birthday card you've been given?????
Jan 29, 2025
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ugh i have a container full of receipts from restaurants, crumpled movie tickets, paper wristbands from one-off events. love looking through it!
Jan 29, 2025
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Omg yes! I was shocked to find out people don't keep every birthday card they were sent, I was like what do you mean you throw it in the bin after ????
Jan 29, 2025
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The exact reason I started a junk journal. I love to keep little things like receipts, stickers, labels, and whatnot.
Jan 29, 2025
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Please post that menu!
Jan 29, 2025

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i am nostalgic for wHen the world had weight. when memories weren’t just saved but heLd. receipts folded like secret letTers / coins scraped together in sweaty palms / counted twice - just enough for ice cream. i miss the peRmanence of ink on paper / the way library books carried the scent of stRangers / the way a handwritten note felt heavier than a hundred unread messages. there was something reAl in the effort. rewinding a cassette to hear your favorite song agAin / flipping through photo albums with smudged fIngerprints / taping concert setlists to bedroom walls - as if pinning the moment in plAce. now things slip through fingers like liGht. tickets are qr codes, letters are piXels, memories exist in the cloud, weightless and waitIng, but never quite ours to hold.
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