Jealousy is haunting me
So bad I'm biting my tongue
It gets so hard to breathe
Wish you were mine from day one
Don't mention any other name
That doesn't sound like mine, yeah
I don't ever wanna know who you've been with before
Burn all your old photos, they don't exist anymore
You know I'll never be replaced 'cause I satisfy, yeah
'Cause your smile tells me everything I need to know
You need to know that
It never ends
Look at the shade of my eyes
And I won't pretend
And I won't apologize
I gotta have you, gotta have you to myself
Why would I want anybody else?
In my defense, jealousy's my best friend
People like to shame me
You think that I care at all?
So bad at sharing
You know you infect my soul
Don't want it any other way 'cause it gets you high, yeah
I know I can't change your past
Better believe that I tried
Never meant to last
Makes me so happy inside
Come on, my baby, time to play
'Cause you set me on fire, yeah
It never ends
Look at the shade of my eyes
And I won't pretend
And I won't apologize
I gotta have you, gotta have you to myself
Why would I want anybody else?
In my defense, jealousy's my best friend
It never ends
Look at the shade of my eyes
And I won't pretend
And I won't apologize
I gotta have you, gotta have you to myself
Why would I want anybody else?
In my defense, jealousy's my best friend
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do i smell a new drabble series? a witchy one? one inspired by @callivich's brilliant ideas about a crystal ball weed bong? MAYBE!
pspsps @galladrabbles & @smokey-mickey: here's another one for the current prompt -- gamble.
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If you’d have told Mickey Milkovich that by eighteen, he’d be Terry-free and running a drug-fueled, fortune-telling business out of the spare room, he would’ve said, “fuck off and eat shit.”
But here he is.
And here’s Ian Gallagher: lanky, alien-lookin’, and back for the third time to ask about his bootlicking future.
Mickey settles in, the snick of the lighter flooding his body with endorphins, and takes a hit. Breathes in deep, blows out slow. Avoids glowing green eyes that remind him just how big of a gamble this whole thing is.
“See anything yet?”
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Ya know. I spent most of my life with horrible painful soul-crushing social anxiety.
And after about 25 years of continuous hard work, suddenly, people started pointing out - to my utter bafflement - that I had, in fact, achieved my lifelong dream of being charismatic. I'm 29 now; I feel comfortable in most social situations, and it is a very rare person whom I cannot make laugh.
I am, undoubtedly, finally, charismatic.
But do you know what I found?
I found that now that I have an understanding of which social rules serve which functions -- Now that I have an understanding of just how much damage my awkwardness was doing to people, well,
I found that, actually, my awkwardness never really hurt anyone at all. People were just judgmental dicks to me about it.
Now that I have the skill-level to (most of the time) creatively vocalize what is in my head as soon as I think it and without fear, I can confirm once and for all what I had always suspected:
I was worth talking to when I was quiet.
I was worth talking to when I was awkward, and when the words in my head took time and patience to hear, and when most of my jokes didn't land. I was worth talking to the whole time.
So I just... I hope that if you've ever wondered whether you are worth communicating with, the answer is yes. Absolutely yes. Each of us has a soul worth sharing - and if you and I were talking, I would happily wait for you to speak (or communicate in other ways) without condescending, and I would never shame you for that harmless awkwardness that so many people feel the need to violently stomp out.
You are worth talking to. You just are. And you deserve people who will speak to you with kindness, with patience, and with the basic immutable respect owed to all people.
(I talk about this with some frequency, both on tumblr and in real life. At some point, maybe I'll gather all my thoughts on the matter into one post. At some point, I wrote about my personal experience trying to build my social skill. But I felt the need to say at least a little bit tonight after seeing this other lovely post, and I'm glad I did. It will happen again.)
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confession: i bulldozed juni’s entire lot (after saving all of her plants of course) because i had a lighting glitch i could NOT FIX that was driving me crazy. 😵💫
i really want to get better at building, but i worked so hard on that stupid cottage only to scrap it when that glitch happened 😤 so i downloaded a shell and now i’m working on a floor plan to decorate and it honestly makes me so happy!!! 🥹
soooo mayyyyyyybeeeeeee the moral of the story is just play however works for you and don’t let a struggle get in the way of a storyline??? 🙃
excited to show y’all what i come up with!
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