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m4ndysk4nkovich · 11 months ago

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nothing hurts more than sandy confronting debbie about her abandonment issues, saying there’s always reasons people leave and that everyone in debbie’s family is sick of her and wants to leave her too, and then debbie, looking more small and helpless than she has in several seasons, looking terrified and frozen in a little kid bed surrounded by toys.

#the look of absolute horror as sandy packs her bag will always haunt me #history repeats itself #like look at that stuffed bunny in debbie’s lap #she looks like a little kid #i forgot who else posted about this- but whoever it was said that this frame is a complete reflection of debbie’s character #and that’s so true #because she’s trying to act tough and older than she is and she yells shit like ‘fuck you!’ to deflect #but she is also deep down still that little girl who nobody wanted and everyone left #it’s like something in her died when monica ran out on her and she’s been stuck feeling the same way since she was like 6 #this scene is my roman empire i post about it so often #shameless #debbie gallagher #sandy milkovich #11x07

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skeilig · 8 months ago

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the whole backlash that's like "you know, reusable shopping bags aren't better for the environment.. you'd have to use them FIFTY times to make it better than a single use plastic bag!" bro... you aren't using your reusable bags more than 50 times... be so for real...

#i go shopping usually more than once a week. and sure i have like 6 reusable bags. but i usually use 2 at once...#they hold as much as like 2-3 plastic bags per reusable bag so...#and i use them for other things like packing for trips #like i get that most people probably forget the bags in their car or at home or whatever but leave ME out of it

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fictional-worlds-are-exquisite · 10 days ago

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I feel like I have had the longest 48 hour day of my life and I honestly don't know if I'm going to wake up on Saturday or sleep until Sunday

#Thursday was 6am-10:30pm ish mostly working or out doing work related things #And then I didn't get to go to bed until some time after midnight #I got back to the hotel at 10:30pm ish but somehow my night routine and packing my shit in my bag took almost 2 hours #Tbf I was exhausted #And then I couldn't really sleep because. Hotel. And got up every couple of hours to pee because apparently I drank a lake at the work dinn #I got maybe a couple hours. Maybe even 3 #Then I had to get up at 7:30 today #To get ready and get myself checked out and meet someone at 8:45 #and then I got home home not the hotel at idk 6:15pm maybe #Include 2 flights and working my job and the work dinner #Kind of definitely feel like it's been a long 48 hour day #Good freaking night I'm sleeping for however long my body wants to #If that's coma territory then so be it

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sanchoyo · 11 days ago

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I am (1) mental breakdown away from becoming one of those ppl that only wear 1 color at all times

#like the old lady who only wears pink…except mine would probably be blue #in other words ive been going thru my clothes after work this week #to donate the stuff I never wear and even tho I KNOW I never wear certain things or they straight up don’t fit #I’ve been going THRU IT BC I GET EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED TO CLOTHES!!#anyway I have 6 bags to donate and 1 of stuff that is going to textile recycling bc of stains/holes #aughghgh it’s so hard I want to keep everything forever like a pack rat but I won’t….#it’s hard for me to accept my style and clothes priorities have changed over the years esp recently #there’s so much I want to hold onto for nostalgias sake too but reasonably I know I’ll never want to wear some of it again #BECAUSE of the memories. 😔#this would somehow be solved by throwing out all my clothes and becoming a Blue Minimalist #kind of joking I’d also want to keep purple white pink and gold in my wardrobe too #anyway I’m gonna ask my little cousins if they wanna go thru the bags first before I donate them bc they’ve expressed interest in my more #silly clothes before 🤔 I do not want to go thru the effort of depop rn even tho I know for a fact some of the clothes are worth money #no mental energy for that lately it’s winter I’m in hibernation mode (seasonal affective disorder) 😔✌️#sanchoyorambles

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heavenknowsffs · 9 months ago

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Pov: your unemployed friend on a thursday morning

#love free stuff #absolutely #i am also carrying a pack of wine wit 6 bottles #and another in my bag

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teruthecreator · 2 years ago

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good morning everyone im getting my haircut today :-) happy teru tuesday to all

#ignorance cloud on #i’m so tired and i don’t rlly have like. time to chill? except for when we watch the bad netflix adaptation later on #but i need to wash dishes and clean out the fridge and take out my trash and pack my suitcase #bc my flight leaves at like 6 AM tomorrow so i need to be out of my house like asap #and i have a checked bag so i should probably leave a little earlier to account for possible lines when it comes to dropping off my bag #-__- sigh….tired. have a redbull probably won’t be the only one i have today

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sickly-sapphic · 2 years ago

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anxious autistically packs the most prepared bag in the world for an outing

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chrismcshell · 2 years ago

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lil thrift store haul from yesterday :3

#alcohol cw #for those silly beer glasses #at checkout the cashier commented on the glasses like 'oh finally theyre gone' & im like damn nobody wanted these??#well. theyre mine now :)#$6 for 4 glasses conveniently packed in their original box AND it still had the originally-included piece of chalk in its own little bag #yeah i couldve bought some nicer-looking glasses individually for 99 cents each but this is better i think #anyway i also got a disney singalong wii game and some vhs tapes because i was born in the late '90s and am a '00s kid 4 lyfe ✌️#my crt with built-in vcr is still back at my parents' house but it's coming here with me next time i go there to visit. ooh i cant wait

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oatmilkandvellichor · 2 years ago

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i have lived in my own home for 5 years. 500-750sqft, multiple rooms. all my shit and my responsibility, at the very least to some significant degree when living with roommates and partners.

i’ve already got rid of like 75% of the shit i own if i’m being conservative. i am moving into a bedroom that is 63sqft. there is only 30sqft with my bed in the room. the rest the the home is furnished and well stocked. as a result i’m bringing in a lot to a tiny room with the understanding that i’ll have to do my last bisl stretch of downsizing during this moving process.

my parents are completely crazed by the idea that i might bring more than a suitcase and a box or two. i cannot stress enough how completely fine and normal they will be about the amount of stuff once it is unpacked and organized. they have a habit of not being able to process how much is contained in a box and how much can be sorted reasonably into a room from a box. it has nothing to do with reality it is a skill issue.

so you can imagine the very specific shit show i am preparing for. fiancé is already prepped on the necessary white lies to continue to placate them with so that they do not blow a gasket over a completely acceptable volume of material possessions.

#1.5 to 2 boxes are basically just decor that got taken down from our old apartment #some of it is fiancés and will not stay with me and the rest will genuinely just get pinned on a wall #MOST of it is books. i have one bookshelf and books are great about being stacked and shoved in as many small places as necessary #i come from a family of ravenous readers so books will not concern them my dad has told me 4 times in 24 hours that i should be reading more #rn to help me decompress. this is not an issue.#the biggest tote is just blankets #half of them will go in the blanket trunk in the living room and the rest will stay with me. taking up very minimal space mostly on my bed #one box is a memory box that just needs to be put in the closet as is #another box is the entirety of my craft supplies sans my sewing machine. also being stored as is.#there’s a newsprint pad that’s like an inch thick that’ll go between my nightstand and the wall lol #one bin is just shoes. once those get stores right they take up way less space #there’s some nick nacks and sentimental items that will get placed around the room or put in a crate in my closet #again the closet is massive this is not an issue yet #and the rest of the stuff that needs to come in are my stuffed animals #now to be fair i have like 6 garbage bags full of massive stuffed animals #BUT it’s 90% squishmallows #so we’re going to pick an appropriate amount to stay on the bed #an appropriate amount to go in this toy net thing that hangs a few inches over my head in a corner #and the rest will get fucking vacuum packed flat and put on the shelf at the top of my closet #that way i can rotate them out every few months #like volume wise it’s not a minuscule amount of shit #but also like… it’s not actually that much shit #and 95% of it has a clear and orderly place out of the way #but all my parents will see is my hatchback crammed full of junk and they’ll have an aneurism

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mortalityplays · 6 months ago

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talking about impenetrable accents/dialect just reminded me. when I was in Milan a couple of years back I was staying in this little rathole hotel and I had the biggest fucking migraine, so I was like non c'è problema I'll just go buy painkillers. of course every pharmacy on the map in a three block radius was closed, so my stupid ass just starts wandering around trying to figure out on the fly if you can get OTC from supermarkets in italy.

I walk into this little everything store (to my foreign eyes the kind of place that back home could sell you a bunch of carrots, a 6-pack of beer, pantyhose, bleach and a screwdriver set) and I see some household basics in the back but not what I need. with the confidence of a person who is only in the city for 3 days because he got bored and packed a bag and booked the cheapest flight available the week before (<= MENTAL ILLNESS), I was like no worries I know some italian, I can just ask.

I grab a bottle of water, walk up to the counter, and I'm like Ciao, hai il paracetamolo? And the guy is like che, and I'm like paracetamolo. Per la mia testa. And he's like che?

This is where I would have said 'aspirina' except I can't take aspirin for medical reasons, or 'antidolorifico' except I don't know that word and I've got no phone data for google translate and also I'm stupid. So in my fucked up leith-glasgow-italian accent I'm like paaa-ra-cetta-mollll-ooo. He's like ohhh bene, bene, and he calls another guy out of the back and asks him to go get something. Other guy then walks out of the store into the street, and before I can be like hey, che la fuck, he comes back and hands me a huge bundle of herbs.

At this point I'm like okay this entire interaction has been a bust, but these guys have been very nice and patient and they're both smiling happily at me because they've been of service, so I'm like ahh perfetto, grazie, pay them a couple of euros and leave.

EVENTUALLY I find a pharmacy that's open, and my head is fucking killing me, and my phone still isn't connecting, and now I have this small shrubbery poking out of my coat pocket, so I don't even bother looking around the shelves. I just walk straight to the counter and I'm like uhh ciao, scusi. And hearing my nightmare of an accent the guy answers in english and I'm like thank christ, do you please have paracetamol. Not aspirin, I can't take aspirin. And he's like yeah yeah hold on, goes into the back, comes out with what I need.

Only when he comes out he gives me this look, and then he starts laughing. And then he pretends he's not laughing and rings me up and I pay, and as I'm leaving I can see him losing it. But I don't care, my head is going to explode, I'm going back to the rathole to close the blinds and fall comatose for four hours.

When I get back to my hotel room I take off my coat and remember the huge bouquet of herbs in my pocket. They smell amazing, and I'm like I'm pretty sure this is parsley in which case I can just get some tomatoes and mozzarella later and make it work. but since I have no idea what that interaction was, I want to make sure. I bring out my phone to get a visual reference of what parsley leaves look like, and because I was using it for google translate earlier I put 'parsley' in the wrong box like a dope and translate it to italian.

prezzemolo

I wish I could have been the pharmacist in the moment he looked at my tired pissed off anglophone ass, heard me say 'paracetamol' in my fucked up accent, and turned around saw what was in my pocket. I'd have lost my shit too.

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fingertipsmp3 · 19 days ago

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One day you’re going to hear “WAAH!” in a female voice but in the style of Luigi, followed by silence, and that’s how you’ll know I’ve died