petrichoraline
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petri; 20s; she/her; #userpetri ; always open to questions and requests
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bro I like just updated this app wdym again
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some notable catchphrases of 2013:
bitch I might be
do she got the booty ? she doooooooooo !
swiggity swag
the D
wen u mom com home and make hte spagehti
“ hello______, im dad “
AYYY LMAO
W R I T I N G I N T E N S E W O R D S L I K E T H I S
perfect _____ don’t exis-
And now, the weather
at least 2 potato
we’ve come full circle !
life hack :
[ __________ INTENSIFIES]
so many
such doge. much wow. very smile.
mahogany
*sweats nervously*
same.
spooper hot choclety milk
#SHERLOCKLIVES
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"Why didn't we open an omelette restaurant instead" I'm sure you would find a way to fuck that up too, don't underestimate yourself Bison
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“don’t hold me back next time.”
#whippedd#i admire whites willpower cause i wouldve slammed him against the wall at that point#that stare with the wet hair?? white is so wise#not me though pun unintended
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WORD OF HONOR | episode six
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#okay he reminds me of a bollywood star fr#the wind swaying his hair too like okay hottie mchot chill out
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Text recounting of the full events below but oh my god please watch this person explain the wildest thing happening to them
[image text]r/trueoffmychest post by CptnSpaceCase
Today my aide cooked what should not be cooked
I have to get this out, because today feels like an actual nightmare I keep expecting to wake up from.
I'm disabled, and need help with stuff around the house. Today was the second day with a new agency and new home health aide, "Tina." I set it up so she would come by in the morning while I'm sleeping (insomnia is killer), and I texted her last night what I would need done today.
One of those things was to roast some precut squash I'd gotten so I could have it with my salads and pasta. I was very clear in my instructions: what it looked like, where it was in the fridge, how to use the oven, how to cook it. I also have a roommate who was up and told her she could ask them for help if she couldn't find anything. Or come get me if truly necessary.
Now, I have three pet ball pythons. They eat rats that I thaw from frozen in the fridge in a reusable plastic bag. Yes, that's where I'm going with this.
Tina couldn't find the squash, and so, obviously, that meant she should roast the first other thing she could see that was technically also encased in plastic, in a completely different area of the fridge. The FUCKING RATS. In butter and salt, in my nice baking dish.
And like, that's insane all on its own, but if you're going to cook any animal, you should at least clean and skin it first, right??? Like, do the crazy, disgusting thing properly so I can respect the effort, instead of sticking them in as is. Fur and guts and all.
And the smell. Good God baby Jesus the SMELL. It woke me up and had me gagging the moment I opened my bedroom door. Definitely not squash. Or food-smelling for that matter. At first I thought the squash had spontaneously rotted overnight and she'd tried to cook it anyway. That would have been slightly less insane and much preferable.
I had to pull it out of her what she was cooking instead when she said she couldn't find it (it was in plain sight), had to open the oven and see my snakes' dinners in place of my own and still couldn't process what the fuck was happening, what I was looking at and smelling. I don't like yelling at people and generally avoid it. Today was a day for exceptions. And at the end of my half-crazed, dissociative rant, I told her to get the whole dish and its contents and herself out of the fucking house. And to not come back.
Suffice to say, I've contacted the agency to report it and am requesting a new aide. Now I'm sitting at a cafe trying to calm down and eat something despite the scent memory that's taken up permanent residence and turning my stomach. The whole house reeks like musty, sewage-dipped pork that had been left out for a whole day before being cooked in rancid oil, and I'm not sure Febreeze is gonna cut it. I don't want to go home. 🫠😭
#this video came up on my fyp when i wasnt in the mood and was frantically scrolling#glad to see it here cause this person is such an entertaining story teller
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❝Hey 1,2,3, I ain’t a player. I ain’t no player, but I sure am looking for trouble!❞🎤💃
THE HEART KILLERS EP 1.
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There is a limit to how lovey-dovey a couple can be.
LOVE IS A POISON (2024) 「毒恋~毒もすぎれば恋となる~」
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quick what is everyone doing right now
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Knit Vests // Frankie Print Co
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He doesn't eat spicy food. Why not? When he eats spicy food, his face would go all red.
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