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When I was little my mom’s meatloaf was my favorite food. But ONLY her meatloaf. I didn’t like anyone else’s, and she told me that she would teach me how to make it when I was older. And when I was like 19? She finally taught me, but she told me never to tell anyone else and I was like weird but okay
Anyway, she was super fucking homophobic and abusive to me when I told her I was gay, so here’s the recipe
4-6 lbs of Hamburger/turkey burger
1 pk onion soup mix OR ranch mix
1 TBs ketchup
1 Tbs spicy brown mustard,
1 Tbs bbq sauce
1 Tbs steak sauce
1 egg
mix, shape into a loaf in a big pan, and bake at 350 for 2 hrs (maybe 2 and a half if you’re feeling dangerous)
You can get almost all of these ingredients at the dollar store, and have leftovers if it’s just you. The leftovers make great tacos if (taco seasoning is also like a dollar). Enjoy your revenge loaf
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Trying to figure out what future is, but also afraid of failure to be able to explore the possibilities, which is because of regrets from the past. Also can’t feel secure enough to let go of the regret without a feasible future plan, it’s really a perfect fking loop isn’t it 🫠
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thrifted corset that rocks hell yeah
Have no idea where to wear this to though
Craft ideas that can make it cooler?
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There’s no horny like queer horny, not only are you horny you are also sad
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You spent 18 hours today considering the question "Am I a Bad Person or is there just something chemically wrong with me"!
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What's wild is that you'll have an abusive parent. And you'll maintain a relationship with them despite your better instincts because that's your parent and you want them to be a parent. And one day you'll bring up all the things that they did to you because they need to be addressed. The baggage needs to be unpacked. And they'll say what do you want me to do with this box of rotting flesh? And you'll say I want you to acknowledge the box of rotting flesh. I want you to apologize for cutting it off of me and stuffing it into that box and then forcing the box onto me. I want you to recognize that I have been carrying this box for years. And I want you to help me carry it. And they'll say well where's my apology for you putting your unsuspecting body into my hands and then expecting me not to stick a knife in you? And you just have to move on because the only alternative is rotting in the box yourself.
#the feelings to confront is addicting#but then the confrontation almost never gives you the answers you want#dont do it#warning to myself
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“I’ll be here just waiting and hoping for every long dream of you to come true.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald; Benediction
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When all the choices I made in life were mistakes, the best ones were be kind to others
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Just another day disappointing and under appreciating my emotionally manipulative mother
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Having a long distance crush is so crazy. They are like the character you have but even less real than the ones in fiction.
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