#8:00pm

[lovely-ayumi]

Pretty Sky

[cowsaresushi-coral]

Uh uhuh how do I fix it. How do I appeal. Bruh, the most sensual thing I’ve ever drawn are two people holding hands. Kissing is too lewd, help why am I shadow banned.

EDIT: Sent an appeal! In the meantime, I will merely be labeled as being too much for tumblr~. My vibes are too toxic, gurl </3

[actual-llamadrama]

THE FUCKING URGE TO WALK INTO ON COMING TRAFFIC IS ASTRONOMICAL RIGHT NOW!

I feel like the only parent that cares about me is my Dad and he’s in England right now. It feels like My mom and step dad could fuckjng care less if I got home safe 🙄 it’s snowing and slippery and i almost got hit by a fucking car walking through the parking lot of my work MINUTES after getting off the phone with my step dad asking him to give me a ride home because I didn’t feel safe taking the bus in this weather.

Yes.. I know my parents care for me, I do and I understand that my step dad works long hours and his feet hurt and his body aches WELL MY FUCKING FEET HURT AND MY BODY ACHES TOO AND I AM REACHING OUT ASKING FOR HELP! And he tells me “no”

I get it. I’m an adult now I should be able to get home by myself and what not but be for real. If ur kid calls and needs a ride home you drive them home. My day has literally been spent outside in freezing weather because no one else wants to fucking be outside. I have shoveled snow and swept wet floors and dealt with THE RUDEST old people asking if my work has fucking ice melt and I have repeated that answer to so many people I can almost psychically guess what the customer is going to ask me before they even fucking ask.

Sometimes I feel hurt and alone when I try to reach out to my other parents for help like this instead of just my dad because I know my dad will say yes, especially if I ask him to meet me in the middle. I can bribe my dad with the back scratch  but I can’t bribe my mom or my stepdad with the back scratch to give me a ride home. And the worst part is before I even ask them I already know the answer is no, but there’s just that split-second of hope that I feel like they’ll say yes this one time and all I have to do is wait in the break room and in 15 minutes, I’ll be home with my dogs and I’ll give my parents a kiss on the cheek and I’ll tell them thank you and I can’t wait to hang out with them again. 

[bookwyrminspiration]

friendo did you drink enough water last night/this morning? /nfta (not forced to answer)

Probably not, but that's just a general rule. And it's not on purpose, I'm just really bad at remembering to drink water. But I'm trying to work on it 👍

[t0ast-ghost]

I need to sleep for like 25 hours straight and then do a backflip out of bed ready for class

[nabamukama]

[raindrvq]

uh the outsiders but its among us 🤨

[justonebigbee]

Happy Joel calls Ellie baby girl day to those who celebrate

[imsosocold]

The text in the third box is: Manfred becoming sick from all the evidence he eats. Manfred injuring himself from his own clumsiness and trying to hide it out of embarrassment. Manfred getting heatstroke from working outside for too long. Manfred taking care of his sick kids and catching what they have. Manfred getting ill from prison food. Manfred’s pollen allergies messing with his ability to garden. Manfred getting injured from a prison fight. Manfred’s lactose intolerance acting up. Manfred getting beaten up in prison. Manfred getting in a physical fight with the opposing council in court. Manfred forgetting how extreme Germany’s winters can be and getting frostbite. Manfred getting stabbed by a family member of one of the people he prosecuted. Manfred forcing himself to drink during a work place party and getting incredibly sick. Manfred trying to power through his sickness during a trial and being unable to.

[pierswife]

*laying face down on the floor* hiiiii I'm home from class (I'm so fucking tired)

[kits-ships]

tell me why i ate like the biggest sandwich ever then immediately slept for three hours. why did i do that

[rkntg]

[demadogs]

ok so my sleep schedule is actually a major problem in my life 🤩

[foundfamilynonsense]

“Hungry but two steps into cooking I become distracted for two hours.”

One of my least favorite mental illness things is "hungry but dont feel like eating" and its companions "hungry but all the food in the house is Illegal," "hungry but can't make anything," and "hungry, want to eat, but why bother"

[bookwyrminspiration]

hiii hope you’re doing well!!! sending lots of love 💕

Hii! This is sweet of you, I hope you're doing well, too <3

I'm doing alright so far, tired from yesterday but trying to enjoy the day off before the week starts up again tomorrow. Didn't get around to making a schedule for today yesterday, so gotta do that otherwise I'll be funky and I'd rather not be, but it'll be okay

Sending lots of love back!!

[phantomrose96]

Okay I have a story.

So my birthday is this Sunday (May 26th). My mom ordered some presents for me but one of them (an Etsy purchase) was seemingly stuck in transit and might not make it on time. I tell my mom all good, no worries. She gets in contact with the seller. After a long delay in response they get back with "Right we'll fix it!" It ships, tracking label and everything, good to go! ETA May 22nd (yesterday.)

During the work day I check the tracking and it says it's been delivered in/at mailbox! I double check with my mom "hey, is it mailbox size?" because if not, I don't want it sitting at the front door where anyone walking by could snag it.

She says "it's definitely NOT mailbox size." Okay. I text my neighbors in the building "Anyone seen a package delivered? It's a birthday gift from my mom and I wanna make sure it gets inside!" Success! Floor 2 David (not to be confused with Floor 1 David) had brought it inside. Inform my mom. All good!

I stop by home briefly around 4pm, because yesterday was hot-hot and I just installed my window A/C that morning in the living room, and according to my cat cam my stupid cat hasn't spent a single second in the climate controlled living room and is, instead, voluntarily baking herself elsewhere so I'm like "great" and hop on my bike to go home (10 minute ride) to check on her.

I get in the building door. Patches is crying from the top floor because she heard me. I maneuver my bike in the front hall. The ugliest fucking 6-foot-tall cat tree(?)/totem(?)/statue(?) I've seen in my entire life is just. Standing there.

My first thought is "What the fuck is that." My second thought is "Oh fuck that is for me." I look around at the floor in case there's perhaps anything else that might, in fact, be the gift.

No. Me and Cat Pole.

It's taller than me. I turn it around to face me and its face is painted and this is, in fact, uglier than it looked from the back.

Um.

Patches is crying. So I just haul it up to my level. MAYBE it was supposed to come with twine that I wrap around it (and hide its face from the world) for Patches to scratch. Maybe this is a prank. Maybe this is an inside joke, because when my mom moved into her current house the neighborhood gifted her some ugly-as-hell totem that apparently, by tradition, each newest-comer to the neighborhood is required to have and display in their window so maybe this is a very good riff on that.

Patches rubs against it. She's not afraid of this horrid facsimile of her kind.

Great.

Meanwhile SHE'S fine and the condo is a little toasty but totally liveable so I'm like "Good, cool, you're not baking. You're having a good time. Enjoy your new sister, I guess, I'll see you later."

I go back to work because this is a problem for later me.

After work, after my run, after whatever, I get home and it's like 8:00pm and Patches is so happy to see me and the totem pole is still just. There.

I text my friends like "so a bday gift is here from my mom and it's the Biggest Ugliest cat pole I've seen in my life. Is this a bit? Did my mom go 'that's so ugly haha! send!' Maybe she genuinely found it cute. How do I navigate this." My friend Sarah has the good advice to maybe text my mom neutrally like "Got the cat pole!" and feel the waters whether my mom is like "Isn't it ugly? 😂" or "Hope Patches likes it! 🥰"

My mom goes to bed early so I don't do any of that yet. Problem for tomorrow me.

This morning, Patches wakes me up for breakfast. I get her situated and I'm staring at the fucking Cat Pole again. I wonder if my Mom's been wondering all night what I thought of it.

I take a picture. I text her.

Okay.

I get on call with my mom. I ask for clarity that the ungodly horrid thing is NOT my birthday gift and is in fact a mix-up from the seller who sent me this instead of my actual gift. She's wheezing between words. She thinks I'm being too charitable for the amount of Absolute Fucking Ugly this is. I have to gently talk her out of using the word "monstrosity" while messaging the seller asking what the hell happened here.

I tell her I need to apologize for harming her dignity with Floor 2 David, who thinks this fucking thing is my mom's idea of a great birthday gift for her to-be-28-year-old daughter.

My heart goes out to the poor soul who did actually order this cat totem and is lacking it on this lovely day.