#situationship idk anymore

[obxsprincess]

he calls me ma<<<<

[reynies]

"Nana, it never actually occurred to me that you might be feeling that way. You know, I haven't had a close female friend before, so I'm not sure what to do. I'm not that good at talking about myself and sharing my feelings. So, instead I just end up keeping everything to myself. But... it doesn't mean I'm trying to shut you out."

[topperscumslut]

we as a society do not talk enough about anthony michael hall improvising one of the most emotional, heart wrenching scenes in a movie of all time at 16 years old. i’ve watched the breakfast club dozens of times and i genuinely still break down crying every single time. as soon as i hear “you think i don’t understand pressure, claire?” i start having physical chest pains.

[faaun]

i feel rly sad and conflicted abt one of my best friends on earth but idk who to ask for advice bc i usually would have consulted her in this situation lmao

[marsixm]

i also think the fact that i had such a stunted and isolated upbringing and now that im an adult all my friends are on atypical life paths (and honestly even my friends as a kid were like this too) means i find things that are usually very common life stages really interesting. like knowing someone who has a house and a wife and 2 kids (with that wife) and a job with a salary feels like meeting fucking paul bunyun to me. or hearing the kids i work with talk about graduating high school and going to college and being on a real path with that stuff is neat? or even sometimes knowing cis/het people who are like going thru that coming of age stuff that i never really experienced the way you see it in the movies bc of transness/queerness/neurodivergence. its like woah they said the name of the thing in the thing. do u know what i mean???

[voltrixz]

IM BACK IN THE FUCKIN BUILDING AGAIN (decided to take a quick break from oc refs to do rough sketches for some electroshocker doodles and argh. (now they're spinnning around in my brain at rapid speeds. AAHRHHH AHRH GRHHRH AGHRHRH GET THESE 2 OUT OF HERE!!!!)

[kekisu]

i always wonder how many people here were there when i was a creepypasta artist and i ran that one slenderverse incorrect quotes blog with my old middle school best friend

[dorsalfin]

the twitter people weren’t ready for this one so i’ll dump it here but being in a relationship or being attracted to women doesn’t make you a dyke . i literally feel like some people’s understanding of lesbian love stems from seth rogenesque stoner comedy movies in which they use lesbian to describe a drunk girl who makes out with another woman

[semiconducting]

im trying to convince myself to like mkulia...

[munamania]

he’s in the bereal again today! kinda can’t wait to make her feel like shit this week <3

[thatspencerinthesky]

Why does anxiety have ti have physical symptoms. Like bitch I KNOW we’re scared shitless over a nonexistent issue but do you really have to add the fucking shaking and nausea like damn. You’re doing too much girl. Keep the illness in the brain where it belongs

[cinnamortentia]

Communicating is good for partners- however I feel like I’m begging a man that’s not even mine for the bare fucking minimum. Istg this is why I ghost people. My god dude.

[faaun]

ok let's catch up quickly

[rosaleebellpinkie]

I work at a grocery store. Back in October I was offered a promotion from a cashier to an assistant front end manager by the store manager. Finally after weeks, months of asking for training I am finally getting actual training. And for the past few weeks at least one of the five days I work in a week I’ve been running the front end. However I still haven’t gotten my raise. So I spoke with my store’s book keeper about it and she said “We’re waiting to see if *so and so* comes back or not. And I said “Wdym?” And she said “Well, *our manager* said that we have too many front end managers right now. So we’re waiting to see if she decides to come back or not.” And I started to get angry inside again. I asked “Will I get back pay for all the training/manager work I’ve been doing at least?” And she said “You’ll have to talk to *our manager* about that.” Omfg. I’ve been dealing with this nonsense since OCTOBER. I thought I was finally making progress just to find out not only am I possibly not getting the job at all but I could be doing all of this without ever even getting paid fully for it. I was told at the start I would get back paid for my training and all the manager stuff I do before I officially get my raise. I highly doubt I would have gotten ANY of my training or manager hours thus far if I didn’t bother my managers about it at least once a week. But if you guys wanted to hear about alla that I’ll tell you about it some other time. But this whole ordeal reminds me of some sort of situationship in a romcom. I let them know I want it all the time and put in the work. I’ve stayed consistent for months. I am so patient, kind, and always helpful to the lead. And now I don’t know where I stand. Will I be chosen by the lead or have I already lost their heart to another?

[giverofempathy]

turns out that rotting away in bed all day does NOT make me feel good. have spend the entire day overthinking the past i feel horrible

[imnotsiho]

after her father's death, siho didn't really know what to do with herself. there were appointments with their personal attorney regarding what ha juho had left behind, but siho could not find it in herself to attend to his calls. the attorney was an old man, beard as white as can be and telling of how long he has been serving the ha family. eventually he became a family friend, the level of loyalty and trust he had exchanged within the ha family was more than enough reason for it to be so. the attorney was relentless, trying his best to contact siho- even going as far as personally knocking on her condominium apartment (he is a very busy old man- this is a big deal) and yet, he was met with silence, short of a text message reading: i'm sorry. not today. with it, he leaves, a heavy sigh leaving his lips.

losing both of your parents at the age of twenty six wasn't really something siho had imagine happening to her. regardless of how intense of an upbringing she had and lifestyle she maintained, at the end of the day, unfortunately for her, she was still an average human being, capable of grieving, feeling lost, and feeling hurt. for the first few weeks of her father's death, she was barely alive, a mere zombie in the eyes of people that didn't really know her. Anytime she visited their house, the assistants and staffs that met her only saw dead eyes placed on her face.

as if God himself wanted to punish the girl with her sins as early as now, he took away onigiri, her life companion, as well. oni-chan, as she like to call him, was brought to siho as a gift from her father right when she turned 21. "they are feisty, but they teach you patience, respect, and loyalty. they also teach you how to be a better person." she recalls him telling her, as he held the small carrier that contained the orange kitten, smiling as he played with him through the little holes, baiting his finger in between as they play bite. perhaps it really was God punishing siho after all. there's nothing to lose anymore.

there's nothing to lose anymore.

the first thing she wants to do, very honestly, is to kill herself. but, memorizing her history and will, she knows she'll fail, so she doesn't even bother. now, it's been three months since her father's passing, and a little over six weeks since her cat's passing; she was still alive. she spends majority of her days wasting the hours away drunk, in her flat, in their house, in a club. all she wanted to feel was nothingness, yet when it came, it still hurt her. how does nothingness hurt? how does that make sense? she would always ask herself. the second thing she wants to do, is to feel something. anything, other than hurt. the cycle has been going on for too long- numb, hurt, numb, hurt.

"I think I am ready. please confirm the date and time before I change my mind." she sends to attorney kim, before letting her conscious get snatched away with whisky again. it was a nightmare happening all over again for her. she wakes up in her dream, greeted by her mom, walking slowly towards siho with open arms, and siho feels warm, happy, and content. split second later, her mother falls to the ground, head shot point blank by an unknown figure. the white space containing them was then stained with her mother's blood, siho just staring in shock and fear. except, this time, its both of her parents, simultaneously, and over and over and over again. then she would wake up in real life in cold sweat, frustrated and tired. perhaps its time to go and actually check up with the family therapist? she rolled her eyes at the tiredness.

and with it, she got to work and attended all the hearings, meetings, discussions, with a bubbled brain. nothing really mattered to her anymore, she will just let nature run it's course now. at the very least, all she has to do here is to simply follow.