#just a little venting

[ohmeadows]

life and all its discontents

desperately applying to jobs bc i need to buy a new laptop so bad so i can write more comfortably and not have to worry about the battery running out too fast on my extremely awkward set-up. also it physically hurts to write like this some days. bleh

but the application process is miserable... made to complete 200 question personality tests AND IQ tests for the most humble positions such as grocery store jobs. the only calls i get are to inform me they moved ahead with another applicant.

the support i've requested bc i'm disabled is dragging their heels something awful as well so it's like. twiddling my thumbs watching timers count down unable to dislodge anything.

just want to catch a break and live, man...

[buckymilf]

unfortunately, fandom thing has been ruined for me a long time ago, by bullying , by harassment, and by rude people that came into my life, i just go by because i don't have another choice, i don't have another escapism, my personal life has never been worst and i'm scared about what's going to happen with me when the money ends, so fictional things distracts me of thinking about my life and how difficult it is rn, and i don't think i could throw my problems at the poor people that follows me, so, if you're there, thank you for at least making my days less miserable, hope this storm will end soon.

[thefunyunknight]

I KNOW it’s so irrational and silly but I hate how adulthood feels so lonely and meaningless. I’m just stuck in my stupid head lately wishing I could be back in college where even tho I was also miserable at least I could get drunk with friends every week. I want to have stupid conversations again and just hang out, but where’s the time? Everyone went so far away too

Now it’s just go to work sleep repeat. I need to fix my work life balance but that shit sucks too. If you’re already miserable where’s the motivation? My therapist wanted me to get out and meet people but I never have the motivation or opportunity. Instead it just feels like any good times I had are slipping further and further away.

UGH I know it’s petty and minor and whiny but I really should make more friends. And make more of an effort too. And maybe this is actually helping—the venting. Like putting this in writing at least lets it out of my silly head.

Anyway back to my regularly scheduled unhinged reblogging of memes

[kenapiece-main]

Can you believe I'm having to make this meme even after successfully finishing up taxes and applying to job

[buckleydiazmp4]

[charlott2n]

It just sucks so bad. 21, the age at which i realized i was trans, isnt at all "too late" to realize, but it sucks so bad what our society, what the institution of transphobia, gets away with. The lie it forced on me for so long. I feel like i had so many moments when i could have easily realized i was trans as far back as about five years old when i saw something on the news about a trans girl and at the same time i was having thoughts like "What if reincarnation was real but you had to be a boy every time and could never be born as a girl?? Wouldnt that suuuuuck???", but they want you to think it could never be you. And it worked on me!!! Between my family and our society, i was conditioned to think that while it was totally Okay for somebody to be trans, it could Never be me, and i shouldnt even think about it unless i was 100% sure since birth- which, on some level, i believe i even was! But what they Want you to believe is that all trans people know without a doubt that theyre trans from birth, a lie which suppresses so many transgender people out of ever being happy. When i was in my teens i even had two friends who came out as transfem, and i was really happy for them, but even more, i was jealous. I wished i could be trans so that i could be as happy as they were! I wished i could experience that! But it just never clicked for me that i could easily have that just as easily as them. It was all about overcoming this feeling that society instills in you, that it could never be you. And the fact that even well meaning people perpetuate these sentiments is appalling. When my dad was accepting of me but also made sure to ask me How Sure I Was, he was himself a microcosm of what society worries itself with foremost- Are You Sure You're Trans? Have you wrung out every other possibility? Are you sure youll make it? They busy you with doubts and fears, because ultimately they of course want to dupe you out of it. They express possibly genuine and well meaning concern for your wellbeing and happiness without letting you make up your own mind. Railroading you into the mindset that if it was You, you would have realized long ago.

[ratsoupee]

Accepting isolation, craving belonging

[kizzer55555]

The Vampire Aesthetic

Ok so Danny knows two billionaires personally and they really couldn’t be more different. Yet they had one thing in common. A vampire aesthetic. Sam is fully into goth. Spiderwebs, bats, the color black. She enjoys fangs and fake blood and the darkness of her soul. Meanwhile, Vlad is Vlad. If his name wasn’t enough, the dark clothing, pale skin, and flying around with a cape and fangs with coffins in his mansion really sells it.

Danny doesn’t know many rich people so he thinks this might be some kind of trend. (If Paulina is rich, her family likes the chupacabra) So he just thinks that all rich people have some kind of vampire thing going on.

Cue Danny somehow ending in the Wayne household. Maybe he was brought over as a friend of one of the bats, maybe rescued from a field trip/vacation gone wrong, maybe some other situation. But he is there in civilian form with civilian Waynes and Danny just takes a good long look around the inside of the mansion.

“So where’s the vampire aesthetic?

Everyone freezes.

Danny just starts looking around, checking behind paintings and feeling the walls for secret levers. Used to secret passages with Vlad and possibly Sam. The Fentons definitely had them when they were temporarily rich.

“Come on, I know you guys are hiding it.”

Cue the entire batfamily thinking that this is another Tim and that he is fully aware that these people are the batfamily. Danny hangs around the mansion more and the bats just start dropping their disguises and not even bothering to hide stuff around Danny because they assume he already knows. (Possibly even trying to recruit him to be a new bat) Meanwhile, Danny, who does not know these people are batman and his birds, just does not pick up on any of it.

He grew up in a health violation with a giant ballon observatory lab above his head and a portal to the afterlife in his basement. He is a half dead teenager who has tea with the god of time and his godfather is the other parent to his clone child. He’s used to death lazers being scattered across his home and mysterious stains on clothing.

People are weird! He doesn’t judge!

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

I love dca comfort as much as the next guy but also there's something so funny abt the idea of Sun being such a stressed mess that he can't even do that. He's just like yeah you and me both pal. Up up we got shit to do cmon

[allebasimaianunes]

he's is fully of dulty, guilty, sadness. but he can't. he can't stops the feeling... that's weird feeling wile he touchs himself. that's exactly feeling who he, one day, denied before God. but right now, he just keep doing. he can't stop. he will touchs himself imaginang your face between his legs. he'll cum, imaginang that's you being filled entirelly.

so, when the orgasmic end and the reality became, he will torture himself and, while the sacred blood drips in him back, the guilty will turn into pleasure.

your pleasure is in guilt, and him never stops this.

[xulips]

the you i fell in love with

[classical-bluess]

[1caru]

downfall cuddles for anyone who needs them right now

[kreeeeeez]

[bluebellowl]

As a german who’s studied the 3rd Reich like 4-5 times in school, and who’s country is normalising this shit again rn…

Red armbands are… uncomfortable to see.

[hai-nae]

meant to post these sketches a few days ago? a week? but, well, life.