#BUY A HONDA CIVIC LIKE THE FUCKING REST OF US

[dilfsisko]

Did you know that even if your light is green, you cannot block the intersection? That’s because when the OTHER light turns green, your stupid ass is now blocking the entire road?

[troblsomtwins829]

Despite being anything but comfortable to the touch, Metal Head leather is a surprisingly expensive material due to the high level of skill needed to produce it properly.

If you were to buy enough of this leather to make a standard wallet, it would set you back as if you just spontaneously bought a Honda Civic.

Baron Praxis has a full set of furniture made of this leather as a subtle "fuck you" to any nobility he has to put up with, but doesn't particularly like. It is specifically brought out for the noble figures he particularly dislikes, and he uses more comfortable furniture for his favorites.

Count Veager was very obviously on the "Get fucked" list due to being more of an asshole than Praxis.

Creating leather from metalheads, i imagine, is a very difficult and involved process. You'd probably need to find ones large enough to have an adequate amount of hide to be worth salvaging. Not to mention, the bigger the metalhead, the more dangerous it can be (even though big things are much slower than little things) and most appear to be a visual mixture of organic and inorganic material, with their natural armour in place.

It will kind of depend on weither the person does a more modern curing process or an older one. Considering I highly doubt there'd be any processing for metalhead goods in Haven, wastelander cities are most likely the prime exporters of it. And that's assuming they're in a comfortable enough position to put forth the effort to create "luxury goods" like those chairs and loungers.

It's an interesting thought, and thank you for sharing!

I do agree, though, that there are likely many uses for Metalhead parts, like their claws for knives, chitin for armour, tendons and intestines for making ropes and twine, and bones can be used for lots of things. And of course their skull gems can be traded as well.

Not food though. Considering they eat eco, and dark eco is their favoured meal, I wouldn't eat a metalhead.

As for Baron Praxis and Vegar, I will have to respectfully disagree with you. Vegar only takes issue with Ashelin and The rest of the rebels, his position in the council was pretty safe and cushy when the Baron was in charge. It must be, if no other council member is mentioned in either game they would stand to be relevant.

[websitevisitor]

i could never spend a billion dollars in a day unless im donating basically all of it like after a few huge purchases it would be really fucking hard like fuuuck what do you mean i barely spent 100 million i bought a house for myself plus one for everyone i love a used honda civic hybrid AND a triton 4000/2 personal submarine and im supposed to spend that amount 9 more times?it would be so hard to spend the rest of the day trying to think of shit to buy like uhhhhhh doordarsh 10000 tip

[katjacksonbooks]

Ummm, I started this romance last year at some point and then put it away, as I often do. But now that the world feels super bleak (super SUPER bleak? what’s the scale for everything sucks and I hate it all?) I’ve decided to add this story to my list of things I want to finish soon-ish. (I mean, it’s me tho, so what does soon even mean?)

Anyway, if you want to read a preview of Alien Escape (erotic ffm) and meet Drea, a girl with big dreams and a plan to get as far away from her toxic parents as she can, read on!

CW: allusions to domestic violence and emotional abuse

Also, if you’re wondering if I really have face inspiration for an alien couple, the answer is yes. I do! Y’all should watch Star Trek: Discovery!

                                                      Prologue                                    

 “Shut up!”

“You shut up! All you do is come in here and whine like a baby until you get your way.”

“When have I ever gotten my damn way in this fucking house? I work my fingers to the bone—”

“Where? When? Doing what?”

“Oh, fuck you! Someone’s gotta keep food on the table in this damn place—”

That’s about when I tune them out. My parents have the same fight every three to four days, like clockwork. It’s not really about anything, or not about anything specific; they just like to fight and really dislike each other. Mom hates living in Ohio, and she’ll never forgive dad for moving us out here. Dad hates living in Ohio too, but he refuses to admit that this was ever his idea. Money’s tight. There’s nothing to do. Neither of them can keep a job. Somehow, this is all my fault.

Different day, same bullshit, and why I don’t bother listening.

We all learn things from our parents, and mine taught me early and often that we all have lots of times in our lives when we can make decisions to not stay with people we barely know and can’t stand. My parents had more roads to escape than most.

My life as I know it might never have happened if their casual fling — without birth control, because dad didn’t believe in it — hadn’t turned into an unexpected, but obviously expected, pregnancy. That could have been a wakeup call, followed by a visit to a Planned Parenthood and an important life lesson learned, except mom was from a hardcore born-again family and didn’t believe in birth control or abortions. She believed in premarital sex, though, so I’m still trying to make sense of that faith system, but the damage was done. The damage being the mess those two made of my childhood because, even though they could have decided to co-parent or something, they apparently felt compelled to stay together. Why? I’ll never know, and I’m convinced they don’t know, either. My earliest self-realization wasn’t “This fucker took my nose!”, it was “My parents see me as a burden.” Can you imagine? Being barely old enough to sit up without wobbling and knowing, somehow, deep in your bones, that the two people who should love you unconditionally, don’t? It’s not a great life, just in case you need to see it in black and white. To my parents, I was just another mouth to feed, the thing that kept them bound to this person they hated more each day. Their entire relationship and my entire existence were just one bad decision after another, and the soundtrack to my entire life has just been this same argument.

They bickered all over New York in the almost-identical shoebox apartments they could just about afford, during our road trip West and ever since we settled in Akron. They don’t even like each other enough to shake up these knock-down, drag-out fights. Maybe a cheating accusation here, or a “Who ate the last piece of chicken?” there, but other than that, nothing.

The most interesting part of my life was that year just before they finally decided to move to Ohio. Dad had tried to feed me and mom some fairytale about how life would be different here — fewer people, better housing, more trees, less pollution and a stronger family unit. I never believed it, because in each of the yarns he spun, I was still with them — both of them — and there’s no happily ever after with them around; not for me, at least. But mom had been swayed, and next thing I knew, we were in a beat-up Ford truck, the entirety of our belongings packed precariously in the bed and heading West.  Surprise of all surprises, none of dad’s stories had been true.

Well, okay, let me be fair. There are technically fewer people in Akron than the Bronx, and the house we’ve been renting since we arrived is bigger than those small New York apartments, but besides that, my parents’ dysfunctional relationship and my shitty life are business as usual.

There were more trees when we got here, but I’m not giving dad credit for that since most of them were cut down about a year after we arrived to make room for the new pipeline running right through our backyard. That’s why the rent’s so cheap.

My parents fight about that, too.

The move wasn’t a Band-Aid to their relationship, and it certainly didn’t make my life better — not that anyone was worried about me — and as far as my parents are concerned, every problem in their life is my fault. They fight about it regularly and then circle right back around to being united against me, and that’s why as soon as mom banged the pot of spaghetti on the kitchen table, I scarfed down my portion and excused myself immediately.

Their problems aren’t my fault, I know that, but there’s no reasoning with them. It’s best to just disappear. I headed upstairs to my room with a mumbled “homework” and waited. Once I heard them start sniping at one another, I did what I always do and climbed up to the attic and out onto the roof. This is the only place where I feel safe, emotionally, if not physically. If I’m being honest, I really shouldn’t be up here. It’s slippery, and a bunch of the tiles are a good gust of wind away from falling off, but if my choices are inside my parents’ house and up here, the roof wins every time.

Out here, there’s enough space to escape my parents’ incessant fighting. The late spring air is a marked change from the stifling, probably not-quite-safe gas heat in our house. On a clear night, I can stand on the eastern edge of the roof and see all the way downtown, not that there’s much to see there. I mean, I can see the marquis of the Burger King where I work, but I’m not interested in that, so I usually look in the opposite direction. There’s not much to see there either, just a few farmhouses surrounded by large fields and the pipeline.  

But I’m not looking at any of that. I put my earbuds in my ears, turn my music up as loud as it goes and lay back on the roof to stare at the clear, dark blue sky. Sometimes, I haul my sketch book up here to draw, or pull my old astronomy textbook out and try to identify the constellations, but whatever I do, I say a prayer that my singular wish will come true. All I want is to get as far away from my parents as fast as I can.

My classmates are preparing for college, and lots of them want to enlist, but my only real goal post-graduation is to get away. I’ve worked out any number of escape routes up here. Instinctually, I know that I can’t just move to Columbus or Detroit. Those cities aren’t far enough away, and I’ve long been worried that my parents’ obvious co-dependency means that I need to put some serious miles between us if I want to have a chance at real freedom.

I toyed with the idea of leaving the country, but Burger King money doesn’t stretch nearly that far. Right now, I’m making just enough to give my parents one of my checks a month to help with household bills — and keep them off my back — and split the second between my cellphone bill and savings account. After three years, I have enough money saved to absolutely get the fuck out of Akron in exactly six months on my eighteenth birthday, and I plan to do exactly that, but I’m still working out the kinks in my escape route.

I’ve done the math, and I can either buy a decent used car or a plane ticket to California. Every time my dad comes home and tells mom that his paycheck was docked for calling in or mom hides yet another online delivery from dad, I’m tempted to go for the plane ticket, but I usually talk myself down from that impulse because I’m sensible, unlike my parents. Even though the thousands of miles away from here is attractive as fuck, I know that once I get off that plane, I’ll be broke as hell.

On the other hand, the rusty Honda Civic I have my eye on at the used car dealership downtown is sensible. It has less than 100,000 miles, good mileage, and if push came to shove, it could double as a temporary home. It wouldn’t be a six-hour plane ride to California, but I’ve got enough money that I could put some real distance between my parents and myself and have enough to really start the rest of my life.

But when I’m up on the roof, I also have another secret fantasy. It’s not real, but when my parents are really loud, and I worry that the yelling and crashing might turn to the sound of fists hitting skin and bone, I dream of space. Forget California or Tokyo, I wish I could go to the moon or beyond. There’s a tiny, terrified girl inside me that knows in her bones that the only way to really escape my parents is up above me. Sometimes, I lay back on the roof and imagine what it would be like to know that I was far enough away that I’d never have to hear my parents wake me up arguing again. It’ll never happen, but some nights, daydreams of flying up into the sky are the only things that make me feel safe enough to fall asleep. But just like with San Francisco, I bury that deep inside myself and calculate how many shifts I need to work to have the full price of the used Honda. The sky is my fantasy, just like Ohio had been my parents’, but that Honda Civic is the real path to freedom.

The sound of glass breaking hits my ears in the quiet between two songs, and I jump at the shock of it. I tap my cellphone screen to pause my music. I pull the earbud from my left ear and listen, trying to figure out which part of the argument they’re at now.

“Do you feel better?” dad yells at mom.

I roll my eyes, shove my earphone back into my ear and press play on the music again.

Mom likes to break dishes when she’s really frustrated but trying to hold it together; it’s why the few dishes we have don’t match. I suspect she’s gonna drag me to the Goodwill tomorrow to look for a replacement for whatever she’s broken, and I can’t have that. I pick up my phone and tap out a quick text message to my boss, Peter. In a plea that he’s very familiar with, I tell him that I’m available to cover any shifts tomorrow. Peter’s a good guy, and I know that he’ll do what he can to get me a shift, even if it’s just a few hours or closing. I’ll take it, and he knows I will. I’ll also immediately put whatever extra money I get directly into my savings account and readjust my timetable to purchasing the Honda and getting the fuck out of here.

The music builds to a crescendo and mercifully drowns out my parents’ screaming as I look back up at the sky.

On nights like tonight, the moon is so clear and big that I swear it’s close enough to touch. I stretch out my right arm above me, squint one eye closed, tilt my head to the left and pretend to capture the moon between my thumb and forefinger. I smile for the first time in what feels like hours, maybe even days.

And then I see it.

While I’m looking, a small speck in the sky moves across my vision, only visible because it passes the light of the full moon. At first, I think it’s a distant star, or maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me. I blink, and something in the sky moves again. Whatever’s up there, it’s too far away to see clearly, so I sit up, trying to make sense of it all. It’s moving too slow to be a shooting star and too fast to be…well, literally anything else. I pull my earphones from my ears, as if it will sharpen my vision. I stare up at the speck that’s now bigger, closer; close enough for me to realize that the one speck is actually a cluster of distant lights. I’m not looking at a star or a planet but a constellation that’s moving in formation towards me. Toward the Earth.

But that’s not possible. I know that. I aced astronomy.

“What the fuck?” I whisper to myself.

As if in answer to my whispered question, those bright not-stars seem to move faster and get bigger in the large pane of sky above my house as they get closer. The lights seem to fill the sky of this boring ass town with a pipeline running through it dangerously close to the local drinking water; this town my parents hate that I can’t wait to escape.

I shake my head and turn to the right. My eyes land on the pipeline cutting through the fields behind our house. I can barely remember a time when it wasn’t the first thing I saw when I woke up in the morning. I’ve read dozens of articles about what it is and how much time it’s probably shaving off of my life. I guess the environmentalists were right and assume that thing must finally be leaking. It has to be. Because how else do I explain what I think I’m seeing in the sky?

And when I tilt my head back to look up there, I gasp and jump to my feet.

In the handful of seconds when I’d been looking away, those not-stars seem to have come closer. Like real close. Now they’re so close that no one can mistake them for stars because no stars have ever been so damn clear in the sky or moved so fast. I watch as they get closer and closer, and then I shriek in shock as the constellation breaks apart.

If I’m hallucinating this, whatever the pipeline is leaking is grade-A lethal shit.

The lights disperse so fast that I actually miss it. One second, there’s a cluster of lights heading toward me, too many for me to count clearly. The next second, I blink. Then the next second, there are only five lights still above me, but I can see turquoise blue light streaks in the sky heading in thousands of different directions. And then in another second, those five lights begin to slowly move apart, still descending, closer to the Earth’s surface. They’re landing, I realize, and my mouth falls open.

“Fuck,” I breathe as my mouth curves into a smile so wide it hurts.

Now that there are fewer lights and they’re even closer than before, I can just about recognize what’s hovering in the sky above me. They’re ships, and not space shuttles like the ones I’ve seen in my social studies textbooks about the moon landing. These not-stars are huge, bigger than the biggest plane I’ve ever seen in the sky, maybe even bigger than the entire town, and they’re not US-made shuttles or like anything I’ve seen of Russian or Chinese ships. These big, hovering ships look like they’re covered in shimmering jewels, glittering as if reflecting their own sunlight. “Fuck,” I breathe again.  

“Drea, are you up there? Girl, get off the fucking roof, we can’t afford no emergency room visit. Do you hear me?”

I hear my dad yelling at me. I do. I just don’t give a shit, because there’s an alien spaceship in the sky almost directly above our house — an actual fucking spaceship — and this is infinitely more interesting than him reaming me out for being on the roof again. Besides, I hear the moment when he sees what I’m seeing and stops caring that I might stumble and fall off the roof. I hear the choked gasp that comes from his lips just before my mom bangs out of the front door, still yelling. I hear her words cut off when she sees the ship too, the final confirmation I need that I’m not having a pipeline hallucination, but still, I don’t care.  

Because I’m speechless. I know, deep down in my gut, that this ship is going to change everything about the world I’ve ever known, and I can’t help but feel elated. My body feels light, as if I weigh nothing more than my fantasies. I swear I could float up to one of those ships, and that’s exactly what I want to do. I want to bang on the door of a ship and beg them to let me in, because I can feel the surety along every inch of my skin that this ship is going to be my way out. This ship is going to get me as far away from Akron and my parents and that damn pipeline as possible.

My mother’s scream is a delayed response to seeing the impossible, and it rips into the quiet night. She keeps screaming and screaming, but dad and I are too mesmerized to stop her. Eventually, I hear our neighbors begin to file out of their houses, probably when they realize that mom’s screams are different from their regular weekday fights. I hear them gasp and cry out. Babies are crying, and other people’s screaming joins mom’s. There’s even the sound of the hurricane warning blaring out eventually, but none of those noises seem to touch me; not anymore. It’s like they’re far away because I’m already gone.

[junkyardlynx]

Pt. 10

She was in a bad way.

Her teeth had been impacted through her cheek, white tombstones flecked with red grit peeking through. She smiled in spite of it as I reached out to touch her shoulder with a shaky hand, fresh blood welling up in her mouth from the effort of the movement. My chest, already heaving, felt suddenly empty and cold. The fire from before was gone. Casting a critical eye eye over her, I could tell that her jaw was broken in several places and her cheekbone was mostly shattered; scorch marks from the flame of his fist had imparted second degree burns to her flesh. She shouldn’t be standing right now. I could tell that she’d managed to throw up a barrier of ice just before impact.

Sarisa would have died if she didn’t.

My breathing became erratic and frantic as I looked around for a scrap of flesh, a mote of mana, anything. I could easily heal this, it would be fine, if I could just find a scrap of material, plea-

It was just...gone. 

Amduisas and I had used it all up. Even his body was gone, as it was more thought than flesh - when the will and mana that comprised it was exhausted, it couldn’t maintain it’s form and turned to a brittle husk of, well, nothing.

If I’d fought more carefully, if I thought about what I was doing for once, if I just...

It was too late to think like that.

“Sarisa, follow me. I need to, ah, dress your wound.”

Her right hand, burned and slightly bloody, found mine. 

She gave it a tender squeeze. 

The weight she entrusted to me as she leaned to my side was less than it should be, but more than I could bear. 

She nudged me with her shoulder.

I suppose that was her way of saying “let’s go” without saying it. We started walking, heading towards our destination, though I was sure nothing remained for us to find. This was all orchestrated too well. They probably meant for us both to perish back there, as the...reagents required to summon a Duke of Soritoroth were particularly hard to come by. Not many people had that high of a magical capacity, and the number required was frankly insane. You had to be insane to do anything like that. Insane. It was simply without sanity.

Just like everything about my fucking life, apparently. Seeing Rissa’s shattered face might just mark the first time I’ve ever cursed this existence. Well, it’s not like it was anything I could fix by having regrets. The time for that was long past. I’d given too much of myself, my soul, my innocence to discard this way.

The observatory loomed in the distance like some sort of voyeuristic patron of our struggles, the rusted and decaying dome open slightly as a broken telescope hung partially out of it. It reminded me of a sleeping dog, in a way. Watching and waiting on the edge of consciousness for the return of it’s master. Would it cause a ruckus when that lost master returned to it?

As we approached the building proper, we could see the immense disrepair it was in. The white paint was cracked and peeled away, revealing the dull concrete underneath. The sign denoting it’s name had completely rusted away, the reddish-brown of oxidized metal being the only thing left. A small auxiliary building constructed from wood and sheet metal stood as an access and rest area into the observatory dome itself.  Noting the obvious signs of recent use, I suddenly turned to Rissa and let go of her hand. 

She looked at me quizzically. 

That gave me enough time to scoop her up with one arm under her knees and the other under her shoulders, carrying her into the doorway. Almost like one spouse carrying another into the bedroom. I shook my head of the thought even as my cheeks went red, placing her on top of a relatively clean table.

“Sorry.”

I could read her as well as she read me, and the look in her eyes was, ah, yeah. Something of a “No you’re not, playboy.” I could hear the playful reprimand. 

I wanted to hear that playful reprimand.

I stripped my torn and mostly-useless shirt from my body, slipping it under her head.

“You’re probably gonna get a little of my blood on ya. You’ll just have to deal with it.”

I felt like I was talking just to fill the spaces where she’d speak. I probably was. She gave me a little shrug and the twinkle of her eyes signaled her smile to me. Once I made sure she was comfortable, I scrubbed the dirt off my hands as best I could in the sink. I was surprised at first to find that the water was running to this place, but then realized that of course it was. They’d been out here kidnapping my fucking friend and plotting my death. Gotta have water for that. 

“Give me just a sec, I’m gonna see if I can find anything useful in here before I play Surgeon Simulator on you.”

I opened dented filing cabinets, forced open warped desk drawers and pilfered mildew-ridden cupboards. My search was fruitful, and I produced an ancient pack of gauze pads and a nigh-empty bottle of hydrogen peroxide.

Ah, good. I’d really, really need those.

“Okay, close your eyes, champ. This is gonna hurt. I’d say it’s gonna hurt me more than it’s gonna hurt you, but uh, I can’t lie. This is just really gonna hurt, Rissa.” 

I swore internally at my own nervous, talkative mouth. You never talk this much! Shut up, you idiot. She’s gonna know something’s wrong. 

“Hhits’ nishe...’earing ‘ou talk.”

Oh, man. Did someone push Rhongomyniad through my chest? Her broken voice was killing me.

“Maybe I’ll have to do it more. If you speak again before I’m done though, I’m gonna delete your Steam account. C’mon, mushmouth.”

Before she could even think of formulating a response, I gave her undamaged shoulder a comforting rub and then set upon her. I carefully began to pull her cheek away from her impacted teeth, and she hissed loudly. She didn’t scream, though. 

I’d have screamed if I was her. I guess girls really do have a higher pain tolerance. Damn. 

A line of tooth-holes remained in her cheek, but her teeth were free. I pressed a section of my shirt to her dripping cheek to stem the flow of fresh blood. With that, I gave her an exaggerated thumbs up and, well. She attempted to kill me with a look. Not really, but also, kinda really. 

“Hey, I’m gonna do something and you can’t get mad.”

What? Sarisa inquired with a cock of her head.

“No, you gotta promise. You can’t get mad.”

With the most perfect eye-roll I’ve ever seen, she shrugged as if to say “whatever, fine.”

I smiled.

Reaching into a Wound under the table to extract a small dagger, I kept talking to distract her.

“I don’t think Thom’s here. I think he was here at some point, judging by the state of things, but I think...we were manipulated into coming here. They probably wanted to kill us. Too bad they suck at it.”  

I managed to hide my own hiss of pain between the “s” in suck. I was running the blade along my left side, like carving meat from a particularly juicy ham.

I needed materials, after all.

I tapped my toe in time with the steady dripping of blood to mask the sound, covering my tattered sneakers in fresh shades of red. I’d heated the blade, cauterizing the wound as it cut, but hey. Blood still happens.

Side note: don’t buy white shoes. It’s not worth it.

“But I don’t think Thom is an entirely willing participant. I think he was fed a string of lies and thinks he’s helping us or something. There’s no way he’d just give us up. I’m concerned as to how he learned, but it doesn’t matter as long as we get him back safe and sound. I still need him to teach me how to be good at Counter Strike - did you know he bought an entire fucking car with the money he earned from betting on his own matches? An entire Honda Civic.”

A piece of my own body came free, falling into my waiting hand with a soft but audible squish. Knowing my time was pretty much up, I basically threw the peroxide on my side as I hurriedly slapped the gauze patches onto my skin. 

Ah, fuck. I think she noticed. She started to scramble, the worry and anger clear as day on her currently Picasso-esque face.

“Nope. You said you wouldn’t get mad, Rissa.”

With that, I channeled mana into my hands, leaning heavily on the table. Holy shit, this actually hurt a lot. I didn’t notice my pain when I fought Amduisas, but this was different. I wasn’t in the middle of some rage-fueled fight for my life. I was talking to someone I lov-loved? Loved? Was that the word? 

I glanced at the inchoate mass of unbound life in front of me, cut from my own body.

Ah, yeah. I guess I really did love her.

The flesh, freshly separated from my body, seemed to slither through the air as it melted into a black sludge, attaching itself to her face. The teeth-holes in her cheek knit themselves closed and the crunching of bones and cartilage signaled the repairing of her own body as the viscous sludge faded.

She didn’t scream.

Sarisa just placed her hand on my wrist and gripped it tightly, nails digging into my skin. 

Hey, I can’t afford to lose more blood right now, you know? Not that I’d say it.

In a few agonizing minutes, her face was restored. Dried and flaked blood still covered her face, but the damage was healed. Unfortunately, I didn’t have enough to fully mend the burns on her hand, so they’d probably end up scarring. Add it to the list of things I’ve failed at today, I guess.

“Hey, doofus.” 

I murmured as my head slipped from the cradle of my hands, ending up on her stomach with a gentle thud.

“Seriously, Jeal? That’s gonna scar, you know. You think I’m gonna find it hot that you have a big stupid sexy scar on your side or something?”

Her playful reprimand reached my ears as darkness came over me, pulling me down into sleep. The last thing I felt was her fingers in my matted, bloodied hair.

I’d really, really need a shower when I woke up.

[greeneggsandhann]

Hey guys. I’m Hannah. I am an Alcoholic and an Addict. Both Alcoholic and Addict are capitalized because I look at my addiction and alcoholism as an asset to my life rather than an expense. Here is my journey:

I know exactly where and when my disease started. It was 2010 and I was 16 years old. Some junior girls invited me to a sleepover with them. My friend and I have never drank before, so we thought this was going to be the perfect occasion, somewhere we were safe and somewhere we couldn’t get caught,...and if we did get caught by our parents, we wouldn’t actually get into any trouble other than a lecture or a very intense hangover. So, we all sat in a circle with two water bottles one filled with strawberry vodka and one filled with orange vodka. They taught and demonstrated how to take a “shot.” Step 1) Put a little bit of koolaid in your mouth Step 2) Drink the vodka Step 3) Chug the rest of the koolaid After I took that drink I remember my lips went numb along with my teeth. I thought this was crazy and I loved every feeling of it. We each had about 3 shots and within the hour we all were laughing and had a pretty good buzz going on. Things kept coming in and out for me. One minute I would be upstairs and the next I was downstairs trying to take more shots with my friend Jo. I finished the bottles and passed out in my own throw up. The next day when I woke up I was filled with shame and guilt because this poor girl had to clean up after me all night. I was mortified and embarrassed I couldn’t hang like the rest of them. Also, I felt like shit. Of course, I never would have known at that point in time that my brain functions differently than other peoples brain. In my 16 year old head I never thought I could be an alcoholic just by that one time.

I moved away from home for my first time and tried out college. I made up this huge bullshit story to my doctor about how I needed adderall to help me focus better in school. That was all I had to say and BOOM wish granted. The world in my hands. I could do so much more and actually enjoy anything I was doing while on it. About a month after I had gotten that script I dropped out of school and found a passion in the food service industry. Where I moved up fast. I Became a bartender and then moved up to management by the time I was 21. I was working long hours, close-open shifts. My tolerance with adderall built up. And I needed more and more to make it through the day. Eventually, my script lasted less than a week and that is when I started spending hundreds of dollars on adderall a month. When I didn’t have the money and couldn’t take it, I became a completely different person. I was irritable and lazy, always tired and pretty much careless. I remember thinking out loud one day to a friend about how much money I am spending on it and how I felt like I didn’t have any passion or care about anything when I was on it. But I didn’t think that was a stopping point I just wanted it to go back to how it used to be where I could take one per day and go to sleep at night without having to feel wired.

About a year of being an assistant manager, I was often tardy for my shifts. My best friend in the whole world fired me. It was something I needed. I needed to get out of the industry and move back home with my mom and save up some money. So that is what I tried to do. I stopped calling my doctor for the adderall because I knew it was killing me. That was when I started picking up pints of vodka. One day I had missed work because I got too fucked up during the day and passed out. I woke up to my mom screaming at me. So I got in my car and was on my way to my aunts. On the way I was hit by a huge SUV. I was still drunk and didn’t have my seat belt on and passed out in the car for a few minutes. When I woke up there were so many lights, firetrucks, an ambulance. My head was gushing blood. At my window there was the couple who were in the other car. I started screaming and crying and they were the sweetest couple ever. They hugged me and asked if they could pray with me. So we prayed. I was off in the ambulance next and asked them to take me to Mercy Health hospital because there must be some God there waiting for me. That happened to be the nurse who clearly knew what had happened but refused to do any blood work on me that could check my BAC. She was an angel and stitched up my head with no judgement whatsoever.

My next brilliant idea was to move to Detroit with my cousin, Jewell. Find a new scenery away from everything kinda like a fresh start for me. I was doing pretty good there. I didn’t have very much money to drink and no adderall. I found a good job at the airport. Then started bartending again and suddenly had good meeting so I started drinking more and more. Started buying pints every night to just chill and have a little fun and something to look forward to. Never really thought it was a big deal, but I never told my cousin about it either because she would be all weird and try to tell me I shouldn’t be drinking so much and watching my every move. So it was my little secret. Work was going well. Longer shifts were getting more difficult to me and I couldn’t understand why. I started getting really dizzy and felt like I was going to faint. My hands would shake and I was sweat profusely. I thought I had vertigo or something like that. Not once did I blame it on the alcohol.

The year went by and I moved out. My car broke down. Back at home with my mom and my brother. Drinking a lot. Having mental breakdowns often. Haunting dreams. That brought me to Pine Rest where I was an impatient for mental illness and drug abuse. I went into this facility thinking “its unrealistic I am never going to have a drink again.” That kind of attitude. When I left there I felt so good for the first time in a while.

About a month later I got wasted while working. I was taking xanax and sneaking shots while I was working. I got sent home. Probably fired. I drove and smashed my brand new 2015 honda civic into a parked car. Tried to start my car and get away. But my car was too smart and notified the police. I blew .31 and was still functional (kinda) So i went to Jail, and I tried every kind of way to get out. That includes faking a seizure and scratching so hard my wrists would bleed. Obviously, that didn’t work. I was too embarrassed and did not want to face my guilt and shame to call someone, so I didn’t. ohhhhh but they found me. and brought the whole litter to pick me up. (aunts cousins niece brother mom) I was offered to go to rehab that day and I told them that jail was rehab enough,

One month after that incident I was on my way back from Detroit I was feeling really sad and depressed and I had a lot of thoughts about suicide in my head. I was drinking the whole way back and made the selfish decision to speed up and hit a semi going 85 mph on the freeway. I didnt know what the plan was in that moment, I didn’t know if I actually wanted to die or just wanted a scare. It was so selfish and I cannot believe I would ever put other people at risk. I am so ashamed to this day. The cop asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital or get breathalyzed. I choose the hospital. my BAC was 5X over the legal limit. and when my aunt and my mom showed up I cried and told them I was ready to go to rehab and I needed help. The next day I was checked into Brighton rehab center for two weeks.

Rehab was amazing. It is not a bad place to be. Its a safe and comfortable place to share your emotions and to withdraw without any judgement. I made life long friends and learned so much about recovery there.

Right after that trip I continued going to my SMART Recovery meetings and had just moved into a sober living house. I was doing really well I had gotten a job, learned how the bus system works. I learned so damn much in that month of being there. But another Relapse happened. It was a 4 day relapse. This time I was DONE.

I made my second trip to Brighton rehab center for two weeks. I knew this was not enough, After that, I admitted myself into the Sanford house for 44 days of rehab. I was doing well and I was nervous about leaving because I would actually have to start connecting with people at meetings etc. I really wanted to give AA a try so i started attending meetings. I found a sponsor right away who is truly amazing. She has taught me so much and guided me through the steps. I started going to YPAA meetings and connecting with young people in recovery. I have made so many life long friends through all of this. I had finally found a hope that I never thought could exist. I know that this is still early recovery and some people might say it’s my “pink cloud” but I have seen so much God in my life right now. Finally, I feel free and I feel actual Joy and contentment.

Being an Alcoholic and an Addict is an asset to my life. Because without this disease I would not be the strong and hopeful woman I am today, It is so amazing to be able to say I am Proud of me.

Long post. Thanks for reading. If you or anyone you know are struggling with addiction and need some support or an ear. PLEASE do not hesitate to contact in my messages on here.

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ONE DAY AT A TIME

[undesired-attention]

Looking at cars is taking up way too much of my time for someone who still has a month until I start working full time

I was looking at Honda CR-V, Mazda CX-5, Toyota RAV4, and Nissan Rogue but I’ve kinda realized that they’re going to cost a bit and I don’t really need a big suv.

Basically what I want is something with awd and some weight to it so I don’t die in the winter (nurses don’t get to call off or be late when it snows, sick people are 24/7, also throwback to when my preceptor came in one day laughing when it snowed and was like “I spun 180 degrees on the highway on my way here”). Something relatively new, like 2016 or newer, preferably 2017/18, to avoid the wear and maintenance of older cars for a few years.

So I didn’t find any cars (literal small cars) that fit what I want (awd) that I’m interested in, so I’m looking at Mazda CX-3 and Honda HR-V now because they are the smaller, slightly cheaper versions of the CX-5 and CR-V. They are SO similar that it’s hard for me to pick what I like better. Mazda seems prettier and more attractive, but my parents have Honda’s (a pilot and civic) and my dad knows how to do all the maintenance on them (changing brakes, tires, etc). And I know how reliable Honda’s are, my dad has had the Pilot since 2012 and logged 150k miles on it and not a single thing has broken or gone wrong on it (but he’s anticipating things to start soon, PA/northeast US winters are harsh and destroy vehicles). Also that fucking pilot is a god damn TANK, I have seen it slip in the snow ONCE, I’ve driven it through 8 inches of unplowed snow on the highway without a single fucking problem. Mazda is a little more expensive than the Honda, but it’s so pretty. I won’t actually be buying a car for minimum a month and a half, but the cx-3 I’m looking at rn is white on the outside and interior is black leather with red leather accents and it’s gorgeous. Everyone I’ve talked to who has owned a Mazda (my parents had one and mike did too) said they loved theirs, I just don’t have any idea on how they last.

I’ll obviously be looking to own this car for 5-10 years probably? So I’m also really looking at the mileage and the wear the cars already have. I’m also not looking to lease because I don’t like the idea of paying for something that I won’t actually own at the end. I also have suuuuper good credit for some reason (I have no idea why tbh, I think it’s because I have federal and private loans taken out for school that have been open for four years and I use my credit card like a debit card, only spend the money I actually have in my bank account) so I don’t really see myself having a terrible option with payments. I also will have the bug to trade in, I’m not super sure how much they’ll really value it as, but online calculators say about 2k, I could also sell it privately but that’s a dumb hassle. The bug is a special edition one which I always forget, in 2008 they made triple white coupes which is what I have, so it should be worth a bit more plus it’s the highest trim, whatever that is, I always forget the names but it has all the features they offered at the time. That’s the only year they made my car, in 07 they did triple white convertibles. But, the girl who owned the car before me curbed the passenger side a fucking ton so it’s dented, but almost all bugs I see on the road are dented like that too lol. She also burned the plastic dash and the cloth ceiling a bit with cigarettes, so that means it’s not excellent condition (+a bit of rust, thxs PA)

I guess I just have to keep looking, and of course if when the time comes I find a cheaper cx-5 or cr-v, I might go with that. I would also like something more than the base model, I love the sunroof in the bug and the heated leather seats, I also would love another white car to “honor” the bug, I’m too sentimental like that (but when it comes time and if I have to pay 1k+ more, it’s not happening). I guess I’m pretty picky with what I want, but really it boils down to safety, comfort, and price. Also with what’s available, I live in NEPA and the prices are cheaper if I drive down to the Lehigh valley area, but I’m really not looking for a 1.5-2 hour drive one way for a car, but it’s possible if there is a big price difference and there honestly does seem to be (because there is more competition down there for cars). A reliable dealership is a must too, I bought the bug from a guy with two black eyes at a sketch used car place, and while it’s a funny story to tell, you probably won’t get a great car from there. I’m surprised the bug has lasted this long, I say that all the time and I really mean it.

I’m just looking though, but those seem like my best options. I do really like the two small compact SUVs, I think they’re both so gorgeous so that might be what I go with. When the time comes I’ll just have to look again and compare the price, mileage, features, etc.

I think I’ll be plenty sentimental when the time comes to get rid of the bug, assuming nothing major breaks within the next two months and it runs good (which it fucking better because we have replaced so much..). But it’s just incredibly unreliable, I’m honestly a bit anxious about taking my NCLEX because it’s a day both my parents work and they won’t be home if my car decides not to start or do something stupid. There’s no reason/indication that’s going to happen, but it’s still worrying me. Honestly rn everything in the world is worrying me, but I think I’m just stressing myself out (although that acknowledgement doesn’t do a single thing to lessen it).

I’m going to pass my NCLEX, turn 22, start my new job, and get a new car. I just need to relax and it’s so hard. Once I pass my NCLEX I’m going to email some of my favorite professors from college and let them know I’m super grateful to have had them. Partially because I will be falling back on some of them when I need references for NP programs, but also to just personally give them a big thank you. I feel like that’s a nice and good thing to do and probably not something a lot of people would. I was deleted pictures off my phone the other day to free up space (over 2k of screenshots...) and I came across the card I wrote to my preceptor from my internship and I just remembered how thankful I really am for the people who taught me and got me through nursing school and they should get some recognition for forming me into who I am right now, and who I will be for the rest of my life because this was my baseline for my future. I think I’ll be a good nurse, I really hope so.

[artofaboythatoncewas]

Cars

Aries: Porsche 959. Your textbook holds a secret lore beneath it. Yes, we’re the same research team from before, and we’ve hypothesized many scenarios for what could lie in there: Some of the staff on our team said it could’ve been about cyclopean cities, others said it was about concentric spheres deep underground… You know, very stale things. Indecisive has been the continuous mood, and that means we’re all still perplexed about what the strange text in the book means. Cú thought it was part of a larger algebraic formula, but he wasn’t meant to be trusted on the mathematical aspects of it to begin with. What’s normal, now, is the continual and nearly episodic reveal of the plot’s elements through incredibly traumatic revelations. Last week’s reveal consisted of rapid, passing images of the fidget toy: It appears to have not let go of us. [,] «Um, this is supposed to be the help desk; I came here to have my computer repaired and receive my restored textbook, but you are still keeping it here. What gives?» Well, we’ve been having, erm, some difficulty with cleaning it out: That cookie dough residue is quite “on there” as you’d say. «Yes, but I’ve been showing up to class for the past week unable to participate because I don’t have my textbook, and the teacher’s too much of a cheapskate to buy another €85, so I’d like it if you worked with me.» [,] You’re getting all semantic with us, and that’s dangerous to research operations. Please, do not continue to interfere with research: It’s vital that we prevent the events of the last experiment. «I already know what’s gonna happen at the end of it. You think you’re onto something, but you’re just puffing air. I’ll give you all the details you need if it gets me my textbook back.» Shh, stop it, you’re gonna spoil the ending for us! Cú may be suffering from black liquid oozing out his nostrils and loss of acute site, but he’s nearly there! Stop spoiling it with your insight! «I can look in there, and he is spasming on the floor.» Stop halting our research, you punk!

Gemini: 2003 Honda Civic. I am 27-years-old and I have never learned how to drive a car. Now, I’ve learned to drive a motorcycle because that’s a necessity if you’re living in Southeast Asia, but I and many others never saw the appeal of being able to drive cars in an environment wholly unsuited for them. But, all of that’s going to change to day because I have clients who tell me the only possible way to access their homes (and their mailboxes) is by car. I tried arguing with this guy on the phone the other day, and I brought up over and over that I could probably make it just fine to his location with motorcycle, but no; he kept insisting that I go by car exclusively. I was gonna be way more frustrated with this person, but since I had a week off, I figured I could budge in room for driving classes to accommodate the demands of these, let’s say, peculiar clients… «Yeah, you better learn how! Otherwise, I’ll lay a curse on you, ignorant fool!» Agh! «Truce, is he still on the phone with you?» Shh, yes? I’m still on the phone, Panji; please be patient. <Truce unmutes the phone call, continues the conversation, and stops the motorcycle in front of the driving academy. They and Panji exit the bike and walk into the driving academy.> […] «You know, you could’ve just told him to fuck off and you likely would’ve been just fine; I doubt the power that some rando has to affect your livelihood.» Of course, but I live by stigma, and one of them is where I can’t feasibly answer “fuck off” to any calls I receive with someone on the line: It has to be a line where no-one has answered. «This is why people complain about terrible cooperation, Truce.» [,] Cool, we're gonna be watching traumatic accident footage for the first half of the day. I heard there's real brains on the floor and an actual beating heart from the teen next to me! «Wait, they show us the dangers of car accidents before teaching us the basics? What kinda driving school is this?» A good one, Punji. The half of my brain controlled by the spirit will be intrigued by the violence before we get into any of the boring stuff. If it works for me, then it works for every other slightly older person here.

Scorpio: Ford GT40. «The poorly-lit classroom you never go into… Uh, it’s there. Like, I don’t know what else to say about it other than that it’s poorly-lit and that I have the potential to ascribe some paranormal properties to it, but I just don’t feel like it, you know? There’s so many poorly-lit classrooms here because it’s a school on Independence Movement Day (you’d know that if you paid attention to the calendar), and I’m here way past normal school hours too. I’d be arrested for trespassing if it weren’t for the fact that I need to be here because my parents were called for a parent-teacher meeting: They wanna talk about “academic performance” and “behavior” and “mental health” but those are all frivolous concepts. There you have it, there’s nothing more for me to say about these rooms. I’ll consciously position myself to wander around these premises unsupervised while my parents fill out miles of paperwork. I’ll do the received action of going to the playground just a couple of yards ahead from my current position. I’m being rebellious and emphasizing the room.» […] Can I just scrap this one? I feel bad for cutting it off, but I can't create anything outta this and it's just gonna go down as one of those desperate, 4th-wall-breaking horoscopes that doesn't even try to be clever. Why did I even write this? It's already adding to the long list of subjects involving school that make it way too obvious what position we're writing from. I should go back to writing about ants instead; that was more fun. [,] Dammit, Lis, your apathy is rubbing off on me and it's degrading my work ethic! I’m the one who fulfills all of the papers you leave for me under my door, and you can live your life like normal while pretending that a disfigured shambler doesn’t live with you. [,] I hate characters that ask a different question every twenty seconds too, Lis, but I still need to add character development — no, it is crucial — after a series of schizophrenic soul-searching. <Juyeon wanders in the midst of a story that hasn’t been written yet, all while the Prophet argues with Lisette’s rationality.> «I… I want some pickle juice.» Yes, it’s important to the plot of the horoscope, Lis!

Capricorn: 1963 Corvette Stingray. Man, wouldn't it suck to be a privateer in the year 1778? I mean, you know I don’t like telling the stories of promptly political white men, but we’re not talking about aristocratic standards, we’re talking about dockman standards. And a dockman’s standards for living in the 18th century were less than subpar. This was back when I could look at a satellite map encompassing the area between Halifax and Ontario and see how it wasn’t the eyesoar that it is now. [,] Man, imagine being one of the first people to see a satellite image of a territory; you’d shit your pants and recognize just how weirdly land is shaped. Yeah, as I was saying, this takes place even before the Halifax Explosion, and in this historical scenario — alright, yeah? — You’d be looking work, right? You’re down on your knees, your father just died of tetanus, and you’re barely managing an income from consistent begging. Then, — all of the sudden, right? — you’re approached by this guy named Elcid Barrett, and he’s asking of you to enlist on his voyage towards Jamaica to sabotage an American ship that’s filled with loads of stolen, Yankee gold. He’s looking for people like you — get this, right? — because of your experience from fishing beforehand. [,] Later, you find yourself with the rest of the men that Elcid hired, and you finally see the vessel you’ll live in: It’s decrepit, sickened, and all around horrid. It’s called the Antelope (quite a typical name for a vessel), and you’re now fully committed to do anything to escape the usual poverty of your situation. […] After a bunch of crap happens related to arguing with strange crew members, you finally spot an American vessel on your voyage to Jamaica, and Elcid orders you to turn the ship and follow the path of the Yankee vessel, but because the ship is such a hunk of junk, it takes you nearly two days to catch up to the ship. And, when you finally get there, do you know what’s the first thing that greets you? A cannonball straight into your mainmast. [,] Fast-forward and Elcid was blown off the damn ship, now your crew is leaderless and the poor vessel is getting worse, then BLAM! Both of your legs got blown off, and now it’ll take you six or nine years to get back to Halifax. […] Now, I hope most of you were taking notes, because I won’t repeat myself and I won’t be offering a PDF of that story; just find it on Google.

[b1tchplanet]

On Disappointment and Mistakes

To my loyal af ~35 followers and anyone else seeking a brief lesson:

This is an experience about making mistakes and profound disappointment.

This isn’t as traumatizing as a lot of stories that can teach us important lessons in life. But I don’t think I’ve ever felt more disappointed in my life, and I’m still trying to make sense of it. I want to share with you.

Here are the events:

Driving back from visiting my sister in Chicago, the engine in my beloved ‘96 Honda Civic that I’ve driven for three years blows. It’s sad, but it lived a good Honda life. It was time. Being unable to live without the power and freedom a car offers, I set out to find one to replace it.

With about two thousand in savings and another three thousand in refund check money courtesy of federal student aid, I had $5,000 to spend. Being a 20 Year Old Feminist Who Wants To Crush The Patriarchy™, I wanted very, very badly to go by myself to the dealership to buy a car. I wanted very much to handle everything myself because I am a Goddamn Powerful Woman™. I am, however, smart enough to know when I’m at a disadvantage and so I bit the bullet and asked my father to come with me.

I sought out a particular vehicle I’d seen online at a dealership, only to find that by the time I got there the car I’d wanted had been sold. I was, of course, open to other options. After staying firm on my budget (which I was very proud of myself for), the salesman brought out a car they’d gotten the night before on a trade in. It was within my budget, drove pretty nicely around the parking lot, and that was that. After some haggling on the price, the car was mine.

I waited for several hours while they were detailing the car, to find out that they actually were fixing some things before I could take it. I supposed it made sense, but it occurred to me that maybe I should not have bought the car if they hadn’t inspected it. I’m sure it’s fine. I drove a rental car home and waited several days for the car to be fixed over New Year’s weekend.

The car is finished on Wednesday. I pick it up and drive home - the tire pressure light is on. Eh, I guess. Whatever. I notice the engine sputters and jerks a bit when I accelerate. That’s concerning. I decide to take it back on Thursday morning. On Thursday morning, they tell me the part will be $400, but they’re generous enough to split it with me. I told myself I would demand they fix it free of charge, but they told me I bought the car as is. I leave the car for them to fix again.

My mom drives with me on Friday morning to pick it up. I pay the $200 I owe. I notice immediately the tire pressure light is still on. Okay, whatever. I’m a peacekeeper. I get on the highway. The engine still stutters and jerks when I accelerate. Okayyy. The RPMs rev high and the engine gets loud before jerking back to normal. Then the check engine light pops on.

I don’t panic anymore, not like I used to. Panic isn’t usually my reaction to things. It’s more like despair.

I’m driving in this sputtering, jerking car on the highway. I have spent every penny I own to buy this car. Everything I had. I left it with them for a week to fix it and now, now the check engine light is on. It’s worse now. And I’m out of money.

I turn around and drove back to the dealership and I’m going to ask for my money back. Even if I can’t get it back, and the lemon laws don’t protect me, I’m going to make them feel like shit for it.

The service manager, who I am surprised and pleased to see is a woman, tells me that she will do everything she can to fix it. She doesn’t know anything about the money, but she tells me she’s going to do her best and micromanage it herself. I want to talk to the sales manager and I tell my salesman twice, and through some misdirection, I am creatively denied an audience.

Maybe it’s the salesman’s fault, maybe not: but he’s unhappy too. He’s a nice guy, pretty cool, a man of color with pictures of his kids on his desk. He’s trying hard to fix it. My mom asks him if the sales manager threatened him and that’s why we can’t talk to him. He says no but I’m not sure I believe him. He assures me the car will be ready for me to make the drive back to school tomorrow.

I drive home in another rental car and I’m crying silently like a disappointed child, trying to make sense of the mess I’m in.

Here’s my thoughts:

Everyone, everyone in this place said it wasn’t their thing. “That’s a sales question” or “that’s a maintenance question” or “that’s something for my manager” or “that’s something the salesman needed to tell you.” No one was responsible. No matter who I talked to, it was out of their control.

I thought I did a pretty good job. I did what I was supposed to do when I go to deal with a car salesman - I stick to my guns. I stay firm on a price. I tell them what I want. I threaten to walk away. I did all that and I was proud of myself for it.

But maybe I did make a mistake.

Because I was so, so eager to get a car. Any car. That money was burning a hole in my pocket. And I should have been more prudent. I should have looked around more. But I didn’t want to. I trusted the dealership. I took what they gave me.

My mom wants to get mad at my dad. My mom wants to say he should have helped me. And I yelled at her and said that it WAS my fault, not his, because this is MY responsibility. I brought him because I was ignorant. And he refused to finance which was good. But I, I am the one who made a mistake and no one gets to take that responsibility from me.

I am beyond disappointed. All the money I’ve made working part time in the past year and all the rest I had borrowed is now poured into this car that I’m not sure will last. They say they’ll fix it, and I have to hope they’re right. Because I can’t undo it.

And I don’t want to be mad. I want to shrug it off and forgive myself and move on, but I think sometimes we have to let ourselves feel bad things. I was almost prepared to let it go until the check engine light came on - because I’m so averted to complaining. But as John Green said, pain demands to be felt. And I am so, so, so disappointed.

I wanted so badly to be an adult and to do it myself and to prove to the fucking patriarchy that I can do what I want. I wanted to be a suave, young, unstoppable woman that takes care of shit herself. And I made a bad move and that that doesn’t make me suave and unstoppable. That makes me another 20 year old girl who got screwed at a car dealership. Because I was so excited to be suave.

The salesman should not have sold me a car that was not inspected. But honestly, it would have passed the inspection eventually. They gave it back to me, post “inspection”. It ran. Used cars sell as is. I should have been smarter.

Maybe I could approach this like we approach rape culture - maybe I shouldn’t have to apologize for assuming that people will be decent. Maybe I shouldn’t have to apologize for not being “smart enough” to know better. Maybe we should teach car salesman not to screw people. Maybe we should teach dealerships not to screw people.

I don’t know.

I do know that it was a mistake for me to be so eager to get into a car right away. It was a mistake for me not to be more cautious. I am disappointed. Profoundly disappointed. And all I can do from this point on is learn.

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