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So in this lockdown I've been watching a lot of Murder She Wrote.... can someone satisfy the odd thought I had of Jessica Fletcher meeting Sherlock? LOL She's probably John's or Molly's aunt... she's everyone's aunt!
#sherlock#bbc sherlock#murder she wrote#jessica fletcher#molly hooper#john watson#crossover#where my writers at?#make it happen people
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Pet peeve... if I am even mildly excited telling you about something I've seen on Facebook or Tumblr or whatever... even if you've seen it 9000 times... don't interrupt me and say "I've seen that."... just let me finish the damn thought... it's like maybe 30 seconds of you life... and it makes me feel stupid when you cut me off.
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Make it over two years without self harm...
I hit myself when I have no other way to get my head to stop....
I have not done it in two years...
It happened today because you can only push things down for so long...
I hit my head and "threw" myself out of a moving car....
And of course nothing that got me to this point 8s her fault.
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End of the decade thoughts...
The last ten years have been quite bizarre for me... I have lost two jobs... one due to the place where I worked closing... one due to my own inability to do the job the way my supervisor thought I should... both sucked because even when I hated the jobs I loved them... I spent a good chunk of the last decade performing more on stage than I had... for a while doing 2 shows a week for months on end.... I learned that being "old and fat" were no excuse for not performing... that I could act and sing and dance and people actually liked it.... I wrote a lot for a while... I miss that... that muse burnt out when I started taking antidepressants and never quite came back... even when I stopped.... I learned that my battles with depression are just as much the product of how others treat me as it is how I treat myself... I am not always wrong or a failure... other just make me see myself that way to keep themselves in a good place... that's their trauma... not mine... I finally earned a bachelor's degree... that took 20 years longer than it should but I still feel mentally closer to 25 than 45 so.... if my body could do the same that would be great... I don't love myself... but I also don't know that anyone truly does... I am also not sure anyone has ever truly loved me... or what love is... so I am probably wrong?... anyway.... that's my end of the decade ramble... if you made it this far... your patience is a talent... now I think I will ring in the new year watching Sherlock and maybe drinking alone...
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Like.... for real?
My sister: I was worried we'd be the only straight girls here.
Me: Not straight... but I get it.
Sister: *Sigh* you know what I mean.
You mean that you constantly "forget" I am queer as fuck? Yeah.... totally cool.
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why does the chain by fleetwood mac go so hard there’s no beat drop or anything just a guitar/bass instrumental and lyrics that absolutely fuck
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So basically... living with Bucky would be like living with a cat?
I bet living with Bucky would be tough because he’s so quiet and he doesn’t even try to be on purpose and he’d unintentionally scare the shit out of you everyday.
At night when you’re getting a glass of water, you turn around and there he is in the dark eating cereal at the dinner table like it’s normal!
Or you’ve just got in the shower, but you get an odd sense of being watched so you open the curtain and he’s just brushing his teeth at the sink like no big deal.
You’re watching a scary movie on the big screen TV and when the screen goes back, you see Bucky standing behind the couch casually eating a granola bar and he makes eye contact and everything. He even smiles.
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Exactly!!! Like.... can we just hang out now and then... enjoy each others company in various "clean" or "dirty" ways but not have to like... be "that guy" about it? It's hard to explain ahaha
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the fact that fatphobes think that fat positivity will make people “want to be fat” is just further proof that they can’t imagine something not being for them like fat positivity is not marketing to skinny people it’s not a persuasive argument it’s not FOR you, it’s for those of us who’re ALREADY fat and are told every damn day that we’re worth less, that we’re somehow MORALLY WRONG for being fat, that we’ll never be loved, that we’re disgusting and bad people, that we’re failures, it’s for US to teach each other to embrace who we are and love ourselves again when everyone tells us not to because guess fucking what! a lot of CANNOT be healthy and thin! and even if we could? health is not a moral issue! weight is not a moral issue! and you owe us the same fucking respect that you owe everyone else
thin people ENCOURAGED to reblog but don’t add any discourse bullshit
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Have you ever been home alone and bored and done a quick makeup test for Boy Drag and Pretty girl on your face?
Also.... sorry for my face.
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Reblog if you think it’s okay to platonically say “I Love You” to your friends
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So my cat figured out how to get out by popping out the side panel of the window AC... This has been a battle of wits.
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Just a random thought ….
I love men wearing make-up. That all encompassing fucking duality, the accents meant to draw the eye and entice. Kills me. Every damned time.
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