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liakunemui · 11 months ago
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a ctommy psa
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eva-birdman · 1 month ago
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Going to get some blood tests and I'm deathly afraid of needles.... what would the toughest character I know, Isabel Lovelace from the hit podcast wolf359 say
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ordinarily-unordinary · 12 days ago
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Based on another post that I reblogged. just putting this out there, even if i've never messaged you, if we're mutuals and we interact with each other's shit regularly, your my fren now and I loves you even if i've never messaged you a day in my life (moots, yk who you are, just a suggestion, maybe we should uhh, message. cough cough.)
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jajasmiinee · 3 months ago
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“ TOO ” SKINNY - STURNIOLO TRIPLETS
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warnings : fluff, cringe, bad grammar
english is not my first languange so i'm terribly sorry if there's any english error
y/n
nick
chris
matt
marylou
( side note : readers are 19, the triplets is 21 !! )
enjoyy
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you're a quite skinny person. but the people at your school always pick on you. they always say that you're “too” skinny which made you're more insecure about yourself
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your brother just came back from LA and you're at the table. eating. again..
"hey mom!" one of your older brother, chris spread his arm wide to hug y'all mom
"hey there kiddo" nick kisses your forehead "heyy" you replied with a smile "what are you eating?" matt ask politely "ramen" you replied with a sweet smile "again? didn't you eat ramen yesterday while you're on call with us?" chris was shocked. well it's not because of your weight, it's because he was worried if you had too much ramen
"your sister has been... eating quite a lot lately. i'm not commenting about how much she eats though! i mean like, she eats too much. she even sometimes threw up because of how much she ate. it's making me worry.." marylou whispered to matt. not wanting for you to felt bad of her words "really mom? it's okay. we're gonna talk to her. don't worry" matt wink. I want him to trust him completely "of course"
"whatever" you rolled your eyes at chris words. "wow this kid really grew up huh?" chris is quite surprised by your actions but he doesn't really care though. he know that you didn't actually mean it.
you went upstairs to your room while matt, nick and chris follow you quietly into your room. when you finally sat down on your bed you finally realized they're following you. "are you okay, dove?" matt ask, sitting beside you "yeah. why?" you raised an eyebrow in confusion "don't lie to us, kid. we know about your 'too' much eating" chris scoffs "yea, mom told us about how you've been eating lately. you know that make us including mom worry right?" nick asking politely. he knows that you didn't like to get yelled at
"why don't you tell us what's been bothering you" matt stroke your hair gently "yea. well, let me guess, you got insecure about your body because people at your school won't stop talking shit about your own body hm?" your eyes widen by chris guess. the fact that he's not wrong "does that ring a bell?" nick laugh. "yea. people been telling me that i'm 'too' skinny. most of them even called me a walking skeleton. especially most of my classmates" you confess. tears rolled down you cheeks to you chin
"aww don't cry dovee" matt giggles when pulling you into a tight hug. "you need to eat less you know? it's unhealthy. besides, even if you're 'too' skinny, you're still 1000% better than them. bet they don't have a prettier face, eyes, hair, hands, body like yours" nick pat your head slowly. "now, how about we watch a movie yea?" "thanks guys. you helped me so much" you say while chris is wiping your tears "of course! we're siblings!" the laugh echoes the house. you love it when you finally get to hang out with your brothers after a long time when they're at LA
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daigofan61 · 14 days ago
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Something to cheer us up in these hard times.
Stay safe y'all, don't give up.
Hallelujah Money.
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apocalypticsword · 21 days ago
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Spoilers for 120
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Grandpa comes to save the day
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totallytubularific · 1 month ago
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Brief casual reminder to all of my followers, please don't mix cleaning products, because I like everyone to be alive here.
Also while I'm at it, please dilute cleaning products that call for dilution. This may be a do as I say not as I do situation because I was taught to just clean with undiluted bleach in some cases, but pretty pretty please dilute your bleach and other harsh chemicals as instructed on the bottle.
This is mostly for people who are learning to adult and so they don't know better but you don't want your bathroom to be filled with mustard gas, or chloroform. Both will totally just kill you.
Remember to wipe off your baseboards and wash your bathmat and happy cleaning!
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d4ldolly · 19 days ago
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mys (massive yap session)
blehh does anyone feel rlly confused ab if anyone actually cares ab you?? like I just wanna die but not in a suicidal way. like I just wanna see how people would react.
pros-
if they do miss me I'd be flattered
I wouldn't feel bad about myself anymore bc someone actually cared
n if they did miss me id be happy cuz id know i left a mark on this earth even if only a short while
cons-
well I die
what if they don't miss me
there's sm beautiful and cool things on earth is it rlly worth throwing it all away and starting over just for the small comfort of knowing someone will remember me
i wish there was some way to know. like a lie detector in my brain or something. yk how you sometimes have a very best friend, the kind of people you would die for and tell legit everything to? i wanna know if they feel the same way for me.
I've been in lots of situations where someone I've known 4 short time suddenly becomes attached 2 me, but like I don't want them that way. its endearing 2 know that they do in fact enjoy my presence and choose me over a large group of other people but I feel bad not reciprocating it. im gonna sound so cringy and pickme type like this but wtv. I like a very certain type of person. (not romantically in this situation)
i wouldn't say I've had the... average mind? since 11 I started starving n cutting n getting addicted to gore. I think 12 was when it really hit, I'd be so addicted to the feeling of physical pain seeing the scratches brought me elation. it wasn't even bc I was depressed or anything it was just so fun. i think red and bruises look nice on me. I didn't tell a single soul about this but i implied it n made jokes of it for the slight chance someone would pick up the undertones n maybe try to help me. I think it's embarrassing to have this addiction. why am I like this? why couldn't I just be normal. maybe everybody around me does this too but I'm just and overreacter n their all in a joke I'll never understand.
n as a kid + preteen I was fugly bro. like I still am but damn!!!!! I guess it's sorta ok bc I was like 7 but man. being asian in the us was not a great experience. it wasn't so bad it constantly interfered with my life to the point of breaking me but it did piss me off alot. all i wanted to be was skinny and white girl pretty. (I DO NOT MEAN THIS OR ANYTHING I SAY IN A RACIST WAY AT ALL!!!!!!)
anyways i thought to myself every single day that everything was pretty. most people (around 14 out of 15) never seemed to understand what I meant by that and god was i confused. what do you mean that the yellow-green grass on the lawn with specks of miniscule dots made up of white and blue flowers wasnt pretty? that the details on a single tree in the big big forest weren't worth your attention? the lines and details of a rock, formed by years of going through nature. the way the light ripples and reflects into clear water, always making new colors you'll only see once, and disappearing in a moment as it trickles away down the stream. little moments like those were all I cared for. the thing I spent the most of my time on? people. I love everybody. I love every single part and cell and strand of hair and scar, skin, nail, the little freckles, dots, moles, bones, veins, flesh, imperfections, perfections, god. I could spend eternity and forever just staring. I don't know why I do this, but I never want to stop. people are so interesting. it's funny how we're all different.
sometimes I just laugh. laugh because I live and get to see and feel and smell and taste and hear and love. I think I like being a human. maybe being a dog or royalty would be easier, but I wouldn't trade my current life for anything in the universe.
reflecting on myself is something I do unconsciously, every single moment I get to myself. most of those moments are just embarrassment because I think I'm ugly. do you think insects believe they're ugly? i would spend minutes, days, months, and decades just trying to convince a beetle that he's beautiful. maybe I'm beautiful? I wouldn't know. how would anyone know if I don't know myself?
i think that's my biggest fear. genuinely, factually coming to a conclusion that nobody will ever want me, whether it's because my physical firm or mental ways of just being me. I'd be so sad if i love literally everybody, unconditionally and never bending to a single whim, just to be put to the side without a second thought. hopefully they put me on a little shelf in their mind, so atleast they'll remember me somehow. they better do it gently too, i might break if they don't care for me.
i hope someday, probably long after I'm gone, everybody will find peace. don't know what kind of peace, but just something or somewhere they can rest for a moment. I hope the bees have a safe hibernation. the bears are warm in their cave. the plants are eager to grow after being dormant. that the dung beetle gets a rest and finally achieves rolling it to the top of the hill. that the little brown-white mushrooms growing after a long rain in the forest thrive. that the deer graze happily in a meadow. n most importantly, I hope whoever or whatever read this is happy. your life could be miserable. lets enjoy what have, or what we'll never have while we can. we'll never be here forever, but you can damn as well make it worthwhile.
yolo,
-d4l_
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mostly0 · 11 months ago
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Was gonna make a couple of funny joke posts about my thoughts on Slough House (book 7) and then the last 10 minutes of the audiobook felt like this
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bazedjunkiii · 2 months ago
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a.k.a. don't overdose.
LOL.
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v3amp444 · 5 months ago
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One day I'll write THAT fanfic that is on my mind since 2022 ✊🏻
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ame-chan-unoffical · 1 year ago
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if you died your online friends would never know
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dyrewrites · 11 months ago
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Happy New Year!
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yee-ravioli64 · 1 year ago
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I just had the most goofy fever dream, I was walking around being silly when a whole ass band popped up and asked me to join them. I just looked at them for a minute and they started singing their songs, Hello! Gangster rap; it was just hello gangster rap being said over and over to a hashtag preppy tune. and there was don't krill yourself; them threatening to fuck my dad if a died also to a very live laugh love melody.
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i-remember-youaddie · 1 year ago
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Just finished Vengeful and holy shit holy shit I was crying at lunch in a room I snuck into to finish this book and holy fckn shit Vic what did you do why did you leave them noooo also where's June going
Can't wait to find out, gotta hate that it's still a ways away
Also, if anyone knows what the message was, like, the one under all the crossed out stuff, I want to read it, because all I could see was that the last words were "And he died." And so now I'm freaking out????
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simonthesprunki · 6 months ago
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My mother is crying and my sister wouldn't stop bothering my mother and she wouldn't shut up =[
If you wanna know why my mother is crying, it is because she is tired and she had a rough day. And my mother's mom was crying in front of her because her mother had a blood clot. She couldn't get better from cancer. It's very sad and terrible
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