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Hello, I think I should make this even though people most likely won’t see. I want to be remembered somewhere.
I live in America. I am under attack in my own country. I am poor. I am queer. I am sick. I am nerodivergent.
This scares me. I don’t know if I will be ok. I have lived through a lot so far but I don’t know if I will survive this.
People are wielding their hate like swords and trying to stab with them. This isn’t anything new. The difference this time is that they have guns and are being allowed to shoot. I am scared.
I cannot see the protests that are happening(???) outside of my country. I cannot see anything happening that is trying to help us. I fear they are trying to isolate us so we will need too scared to fight back.
I am scared. Something bad is coming and I can feel it. People are getting angry and I’m scared. I see trump flags and swastikas. They both send a message of hate.
People have already died due to negligence and they are using it as an opportunity to point fingers and get people angry. I am scared.
I see hate everywhere. It’s a tool. Hatred cannot solve hatred. It just gets more people angry. People are using this hate as a tool to get more power. They themselves hold hatred. I am scared.
My neighbors, my coworkers, my classmates, my loved ones, my friends, my family, they are under attack. For being queer, for being poc, for being sick, for being poor, for being nerodivergent. I fear one day I will wake up and they will be taken. By hatred.
I wish I could tell people who I am so they could tell who I was incase I get taken by the hatred but I cannot. If I give away too much I and those I love will be taken. I think being forgotten is worth the price of safety.
I am scared. I am so so scared. And I am unable to do anything about it. No one will listen. Because I am poor, because I am queer, because I am sick, because I am nerodivergent, because I am young. Because I am different people do not listen.
Please tell people of my fear because while I cannot leave others can and there are two great tools and motivators that are being used. Fear and hatred.
#i am scared#and I don’t know what to do#this is the only way I know#america#American#politics#queer#nerodivergent#please just find a way for people to see this
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Bri 🥺 what are we gonna do now? 🥺 it’s official, he’s leaving 😔
Honestly, words are failing me right now. Nothing seems to come close to how much this news hurts. This was a goodbye message I was hoping I wouldn’t have to write this year. Losing Marco was bad enough, but losing Marco and Mats in the same season is unbearable. Much like Marco, Mats is a BVB legend in his own right, and despite what the media may sometimes try to suggest, his stint at Bayern did not, and will not, taint his legacy. He is, and will remain, German football at its very best. He will go down as one of the most gifted centre-backs of his generation, maybe even of all time. Mr. Reliable—a hallmark of German efficiency.
All too often in football, strikers and goalkeepers get the glory. And yet, without the security and stability defenders provide (often thanklessly, I might add), success of any kind would be a mere pipe dream. See, defenders may not need the glory (or even ask for it), but that doesn’t mean they’re not deserving. And I can think of few more deserving than Mats Hummels.
See, Mats was the footballer who taught me that defense can be an art. Anticipating danger with the accuracy he does is nothing short of exceptional, as is the ease with which he sweeps balls out from under advancing strikers. There’s a beauty in the certainty he brings—in his quick-thinking and natural intelligence. He’s a crisis-averter to his core, extinguishing fires before they have a chance to spread with the help of a pinpoint pass or a decisive slide tackle. Not only that, but he’s turned back the clock time and time again, proving that age truly is just a number. Even this season, at age 35, you’d be forgiven for thinking at times that he was a footballer in his prime.
I like to consider Mats the Bundesliga’s diplomat—the man who represents the best of its elite clubs: Bayern and BVB. After all, he taught us that you can retain your winning mentality, ambition, and leadership without losing touch with the community—without forgetting the fans who stood by your side through it all. Through him, we learned you can stay down-to-earth while reaching for the stars.
Sure, Mats may have started his career at Bayern and returned there for a time, but I think it’s safe to say BVB was the love of his life—his found family. If BVB is a stronghold, he is its garrison. And now, although the yellow wall has lost its bricklayer, he will not be forgotten. The foundation he built over the course of his career will remain. The dreams he chased and the relentlessness which which he pursued them will be reborn in those who succeed him. And something tells me that even though he’s leaving BVB, the club will remain close to his heart, no matter where life takes him.
So today, even though we may have hoped for a happier ending, we pay tribute to an icon of the German game: Borussia Dortmund’s scrappy, unrelenting foot-soldier—the inimitable Mats Hummels. Best of luck in your future endeavors, Legende. Just know we’ll always have your back, the way you’ve had always had ours 🖤💛






#mar <3#all I feel is heartbreak right now#all the players I grew up watching are saying goodbye#and I don’t know what to do#I miss him and he’s only just said goodbye#nothing about this feels right#mats hummels#borussia dortmund#bvb09#bvb#beating the subject matter to a pulp as per
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Yk I miss actually writing for renkaza but the thought of picking back up any of my fics for them feels akin to eating glass and razor blades
#I like the fics…… I want to finish them…..#I really really do#but. after everything it feels wrong#like so many of them she fully helped me plan and outline and some of them I even started FOR her#and maybe it’s fucking silly like it’s fucking fanfiction#at the end of the day it doesn’t matter and is such a non issue#but. yeah. it makes me feel all kinds of complicated feelings#never working on them again but also working on them and finishing them#both feel fucking bad it’s just for different reasons#and I don’t know what to do#which is why I keep working on so many other fics and things#but. ugh#kaz rambles
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living in a new state and not knowing anyone is fucking awful it’s so lonely. 0/10 would not recommend
#my heart feels heavy#been a sad bitch for a couple days#and i don’t know what to do#sorry for sadposting#jj’s thoughts
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I’m not-crushing again
#wow#i am going through it rn#went pingponging from a not-crush on someone on here#and being really melancholic over that#to a not-crush on someone in real life#which is worse btw#bc at least the person on here is around my age#the person in real life is like 10 years older than me#and has kids#like jesus christ#literally the second someone shows me a scrap of positive attention my brain makes them a priority#it’s a problem#and i don’t know what to do#and no#it’s not a crush#it’s something like a crush but without the butterflies and the blushing and the wanting to kiss#I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS AND IT’S KILLING ME#anyway#i got called cute today and let me tell you#i have never felt more gay in my entire life#*sighs dreamily*#women 💛🏳️🌈
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My sister just called me ragging and screaming and fighting with her boyfriend after doing a bunch of coke. And I’m stuck 4 hours away 😭😭 not a great start to the year. I don’t know what to do 😓
#FUCK cocaine for real#I think she’s going to bed now#but she has anger issues on a good day#and the coke makes it so much worse#and she’s 22 and her bf is 23 and they don’t know how to emotionally support each other#cause they are kids#and she is so fucked up over this divorce#and so am I#and I don’t know what to do
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Was anyone going to tell me that there is no fanfiction of the 2014 Adam Sandler movie Blended or was I just supposed to find that out myself?
#I think I’m mad enough about it to write some myself actually#this is an untapped market#and I’m not super invested#but I AM shocked and disappointed#like it was a passing curiousity but now I am baffled#and i don’t know what to do#I think I’ll just start making headcanons#I think I have to fix this#this is insane#like?? hello??#this cannot be the one thing that has escaped fandom?? it’s an Adam Sandler movie???#there’s so much potential#like I didn’t really care before but now? I’m obligated to be the fandom#anyways#blended 2014#adam sandler#blended Adam Sandler#my new goal is to fandomify blended
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i 👏🏻 am 👏🏻 struggling 👏🏻👏🏻
#honestly just feeling so awful right now#physically and mentally#just like honestly a dumpster fire#in every way#and being an isolated fucker is usually fine because whatever#but carrying this shit around alone for weeks and weeks and not having anyone to fucking just hold my hand for a moment#is really starting to wear me out#and I don’t know what to do#I feel like I’ve been effectively avoiding myself for two years and this has just stalled me out and everything has just rear-ended me#and not in the fun way#delete later
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‼️UPDATE ON HEALTH‼️
I am currently sick and I’m just trying to send some jokes or like some posts to ease my concern. I’m skipping school today to go to the clinic. Many students at my school have gotten covid over these past few weeks, this might be my last post if I end up getting Covid, but the chances are low. Thanks for reading!
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wait what happened?
So, for reference, this is the same doctor I went to this weekend that diagnosed me with lice from across the room without looking at my head/hair. I do not have lice. I almost poured pesticides on my head for no reason and I thought that was bad.
This is worse.
I went because I had a rash on the back of my neck, kinda like one my goddaughter had. It was cheaper for me to go see what it was than her, so I went.
This doctor looked at it for literally 5 seconds at most and diagnosed it as ringworm. Put me on a medication for it for the next month.
When I picked it up, the pharmacy only had enough for a few days and I was supposed to pick the rest up today.
Well this morning I got a call from the pharmacy from one of the techs. Immediately I could tell he was extremely serious and alarmed by his tone.
He asked me if I was still taking Abilify, which I do for my anxiety. He asked me if my doctor knew this and I said yes. Then he was like, “The medication she prescribed you absolutely can NOT be taken if you’re on Abilify. It’s a Level 1 drug interaction.”
According to Google: “Level 1 consists of the most serious, life-threatening interactions implemented as “hard stop” alerts that require a clinician to either cancel the order he or she is writing or discontinue the pre-existing, interacting medication order.”
He told me that it can cause serious heart issues like arrhythmias.
I am on heart medication because my heart rate is insanely high naturally.
The other day I felt EXTREMELY unwell. I was shaky, dizzy, didn’t feel safe to stand or move, etc. At the time, I thought it was because of caffeine, but that it was weird since I didn’t have any more caffeine than my usual.
I now think I had a heart episode because of the medication I was prescribed.
So, yeah. For once, I’m not being dramatic when I say my doctor literally almost killed me. This bitch literally almost killed me.
#I’m so mad#and I don’t know what to do#obviously I’m gonna stop taking the meds she prescribed#but that’s all I know
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MY DREAM LEE: Someone who loves being tickled but also likes to be a bit bratty with it heheeee! I’d love a ticklish navel and a bubbly laugh, maybe someone I could even be a bit intimate with :))))
MY DREAM LER: absolutely destroy me then let me eat u out when ur done
Volunteers???
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it’s 3:27 am and i don’t know what i’m doing with my life.
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I honestly don’t know what to do rn
#I’m shaking a lil bit#I woke up to parents n brother having a really really bad fight#but I also smell this really bad smell throughout the house#and I don’t know what to do#it’s like oily? or gassy? very mechanical at least#I don’t know#The Crab Speaks#vent
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I Can See You by Taylor Swift is such a Roy/Jamie song…I’m fighting the urge to write a fanfic based off of it
#plz guys ao3 is still down#and I don’t know what to do#like you tell me that isn’t them???#Jamie sees Roy at the club and is imagining a life being with him#but Roy rejects him because he’s struggling with his feelings#‘I can see you up against the wall with me’#ted lasso#jamie tartt#roy kent#Jamie x Roy
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i want to disappear. i want to be eaten alive by the soil under my feet. i want to run in the street at 6 in the morning, i want to live on a sunny island, i want to play in the rain in london. i want to build snowmen in denmark, drink vodka in russia, party in rio, read a book under a cherry tree in japan, watch a musical in broadway, go on a safari in the african desert, swim in sidney and eat pasta in italy.
i want what each of these places has even the tiniest bit to offer.
instead i’m just laying on my friends’ couch
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if someone is talking about how much they love their parents do not jump in and start venting about your issues with your parents. if someone is venting about their issues with their parents do not jump in and start talking about how much you love your parents. peace and love amen swag city
#peach rambles#hall of fame i guess#anyway if you don’t know what to say in the former case#just say ‘aw that’s nice!/that’s cool!’ or ask a follow-up question. like ‘how often does [good thing] happen?’#people love being asked questions about themselves esp when they’re happy!#and if you don’t know what to say in the latter situation a simple ‘aw that sucks… ouch… i’m sorry’ or anything to that effect#’but that feels so fake and empty’ you’d be surprised how far little platitudes go#a bandaid and a kiss won’t heal the wound but they make you feel better#people at least like knowing that you heard them and that you want to try#you don’t have to be a poet to know what to say but just say something or at least do not say something disrespectful!
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