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"oh the loki in the series isn't the same as the one in infinity war because he got several movies-worth of character development scrapped. the tva version is all the way back from avengers 1, that's why."
ok but have you considered that maybe that doesn't even make sense for avengers 1 loki.?
#like the tva variant loki is supposed to be branched off from avengers 1 loki#but there isn't even any resemblance in that sense?#like loki's health in a1 was SHIT#he sort of hid it near the end but it still wasn't great#he was literally under influence of the mind stone AND tortured/blackmailed by thanos/the other/the black order#(WHICH IS CANON)#(ITS LITERALLY CANON AND THEY IGNORE AND EVEN CONTRADICT THAT)#he was still pretty graceful in that movie? there were a few scenes something silly/clumsy happened、#but he was able to regain composure in a way that didn't invalidate his gracefulness? or intelligence?#he isn't comically over-animated or energetic either.#he is reserved.#all of that they just take away the moment the series starts#also loki speaks allspeak???? which literally was shown in a1 but then scrapped in like the first scene of the loki series?#AND IT WASNT EVEN JUST IN TERMS OF PERSONALITY AND CONTINUITY! IT WAS THE COSTUMING TOO!#like that was NOT what his hair looked like???#very obviously??#one of the main parts of a1 fandom was making fun of loki's long greasy spiky “christmas tree” hair?????#i hate this. i hate everything.#loki#mcu loki#anti loki series#anti loki show#loki series criticism#loki series hate#loki series critical#loki show hate#loki show critical#loki show criticism#unityrain.txt
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bro i love the language spanish but my fucking spanish teacher is actually insane shes fucking crazy shes so RAHHHH she makes me so MAD ive never hated a teacher as much as i hate her shes SO BAD YOU GUYS I SHOULDVE TAKEN FRENCH
#ITS SO WILD BECAUSE THE FRENCH TEACHER IS THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF HER#i know the french teacher i had a non french class with her once#my spanish teacher had a test planned for tuesday but she wasnt there so it was supposed to be TOMORROW but shes not gonna be there either#so shes making the ENTIRE CLASS come AFTER SCHOOL next wednesday AFTER MY STATE TESTING#I DONT WANT TO DO THAT?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!#JUST MOVE THE TEST THE WEEK AFTER???? WE HAVE A NORMAL WEEK?????#but nooo cus she has ANOTHER TEST THAT WEEK TOO on TOP of our FINAL EXAM#SHES SO INSANE#ALL HER TESTS ARE LIKE A MILLION PAGES LONG TOO#I HATE YOU MS JOHNSON PLAGUE BE UPON YE#rant
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I think the take-away from my near death experience is that I am simply unkillable
#its either laugh or cry and i choose laugh#i have become extremely cautious since then#in case this post is concerning#i honestly never felt i was in that much danger#i wasnt able to check my skin at the time even though i knew i had hives#only once i had been admitted and set up in the ER did it start to feel severe#esp after i saw my vitals#and looking at it from the ERs point of view#patient walks in after driving three hours in anaphylaxis for two of them#epipen a foot away and unused#HR 144 BP 150/100 and PMH of uncontrolled severe asthma#and also reporting difficulty swallowing and asthma#yeah okay i get it#there was a moment i decided between going into my home after a long drive or restarting the car and driving five min to the ER#thats a crossroads#i had no clue i had a life threatening allergy disorder#i thought i had a nearly gone childhood peanut allergy#good call i suppose#i did get scolded for the epipen tho#heres the mystery to me tho: where did the hypertension come from?#im normally hypotensive#bp technique wasnt ideal but not enough to cause that kind of distortion#anaphylactic shock is supposed to cause hypotension#maybe one of the many medications im on#or a unique feature of mcas#ramble over#although I'll never be done treating my medical records like an interesting puzzle#disability#chronic illness#salt baby talks
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i just fucking hate having ptsd all of it. so many stupid fucking things send me into fucking hysterics it sucks and i hate it and i dont want itttt anymore i dont want it.
#i literally like. i didnt tell u guys bc it was embarassing#but i had to hype myself up to eat a fucking orange the other day. like i was shaking and crying and i nearly threw up.#bc it fucking reminded me of All that and also bc its one of the only foods i got to eat outside ofm my one meal a day#while i was living there. bc my coworker gave me oranges sometimes#and one time she gave me a whole bag of cuties which was wonderful of her i miss her#but i pretty much like. bc during m-f i had a meal at work#and i could get something from the vending machine if i needed to#but on the weekends i had to either order food (which would always make me insanely nauseous bc of. the money stuff. yk) or just eat#what i had in my room bc i couldnt use the kitchen bc the roommates would be mad at me#and they might kick me out and id be actually fucked. its so crazy looking back that i genuinely the entire time i fucking lived there even#b4 the breakup the entire time i was in terror that theyd evict me. bc i wouldnt have been able to do anything abt it#i mean thats why i didnt like. leave him after he . and stuff. both bc i thought i didnt deserve anything better and bc i was terrified#theyd evict me and i wouldnt have any way to get home. it was terrifying#but ya. so for a couple weeks i rationed myself One orange per day lol. and on weekends that was all i was able to eat rly#idk. i hate ptsd. basicalllyyyy is the gist of ittt. and i keep thinking abt random fucking things they did to me#me when they jokingly tell me to starve myself when i literally have a fucking eating disorder. and when i told The Only Person i knew in#that fucking house abt it he told me i was being dramatic and i was just being greedy and etc. and then later when i got off work today i#saw on their fucking whiteboard in the kitchen i wasnt supposed to use Eat more <3 as one of their goals. while i went to sit in the garage#for the weekend eating a single fucking orange a day. god#idk. ive gotten better with eating i still have the scale but i ws able to go months without using it until the medical call the other week#and i havent used it since but. everytime i think abt all that itmakes me want to go back to it. i cant tho everyone would notice#i do still eat a wholee lot less than i did b4 washington but idk. idont remember if i even ate today i probably should but i dont feel#hungry but i cant even fucking trust that bc i Starved myself for so fucking long im too good at ignoring hunger. and i never was super in#touch with my body but im constantly numb now. idk.#ed ment#a2t#i ws gonna say more but it ws tmi + tag limit anyway. its just insane that my fucking ed wouldnt have happened if it werent for him and it#graduated i wouldnt have been isolatedinever wouldve had an ed. like 50% of my ptsd would be Gone if i just hadnt joined that discord. lol
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for a long while when I'd visit my relatives on the chesapeake for a brief respite from the hells of home life, there was an odd beat-up little cardboard box sitting amid the plastic-cased ds games in the gamestop I'd always visit (rarely to actually get anything)
finally, one time before the journey back to hell, i actually had a scattering of bills in my pocket. after looking around at the shelves of shovelware (i didnt have enough for any of the proper titles like mario or pokemon), i finally decided to bring the story to a close and give the ragged little box a home
it was Sola-to-Robo, one of the rarest ds games ever published, possibly the most technically advanced engine ever devised on the system, and among the most unique and emotional experiences I'd ever encountered in a video game (which is saying something considering I'd already all but lost emotion by that point)
i barely remember it anymore, but for the time it became my favorite standalone game of all time (although it technically is part of a series, succeeding the PS1's equally obscure Tail Concerto)
I still dream of returning to it and seeing just how well it holds up from a more experienced point of view
the one thing i do remember is that it had and still has by far the most beautiful and powerful opening song of any game ive ever encountered, which is saying something considering the hundreds out there! it's up there with Atelier Meruru's Cadena
also the fact that when you beat the game, after the credits it goes "chapter 2" and there's an entire sequel within the game. altogether both parts are probably not longer than any other rpg, but on the original ds where full 3d action rpgs were resource intensive and typically limited in scope, it was mindblowing
also it apparently had like undefeatable copy-protection and to this day still requires a modified rom to emulate or even run on original hardware without a card?
anyways.... remarkable game. i was shocked to find that it's one of the most sought after titles on the system. in rarities ive personally enountered it's second probably only to Retro Game Challenge, which I encountered at regular price once in the late 2010s but didnt have the money for at the time... that's my "one that got away"
#for me it's also up there with klonoa and a handful of old sonic titles for having anthro designs that are actually great instead of weird#i always start thinking anthro designs are just a lost cause but then i remember like solatorobo and redwall and beatrix potter and am like#“no theres tons of room for animal folk in art it's just that modern 'furryism' is usually so soulless and based on corporate mascot styles#anyways..... my short recollection of a remarkable game#hotel dusk and last window are very rare too but theyre so obscure their prices aren't actually that high#tingle's rosy rupeeland wasnt expensive either back in the day but i bet it's gone way up now. wish i got it back then#mario 3-on-3 is another one that's insanely rare but absolutely no one remembers or cares about it lmao#i found it at a gamestop in ass-nowhere shenandoah in 2020 long after the stores were supposed to have done away with their ds collections#anyways..... original ds is a favorite system of mine... not actually for nostalgia reasons (i barely experience any anymore)#but for the sheer variety and uniqueness of titles to be discovered on it... maybe the most of any platform ever#and the fact that many of them had SSS-tier stylistic direction#ive yet to find another title that even comes close to the blue-skies beauty of bomberman land ds#OG ds was definitely a blue-skies system
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almost 10 pm and i just got back from working at the garage in 90+ degrees since 9 am... zonk city time.
#had to replace so many actuators today#some cars isn't that difficult but the 2017 dodge journey i worked on was such a fucking bitch because the actual arm came off instead#(which its NOT supposed to do when replacing the part) so i had to line it back up and make sure it was properly aligned#it didnt take as long as it could but its in such a tight spot in the lower dash underneath the wheel and again#the fucking arm isnt supposed to come off. seriously what the fuck did the past owners do??#ALSO THE ACTUATOR DIDNT HAVE ALL THE SCREWS IN EITHER?? IT WAS HALF APART AND WASNT IN FIRMLY#paired with the heat and my migraine and guh.
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whenever i pop into the succession tag i discover something new. are karl/frank shippers being genuine, jesting, or a secret third thing? much to think about
#slay with your old man yaoi i suppose#btw i wasnt aware of tomgreg for a long time either. did not cross my mind#i see what the people i follow post and thats that#my friend is catching up too. he just finished s3
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TEN THOUSAND GODDAMN WORDS IN AND IM FINALLY GETTING TO THE HAND SYMBOLISM. FUCK THIS
#none of you know what this is about just know that it was not supposed to take this long.#im not going to explain either if you know from discord convos you know otherwise#youre just gonna have to find out when this accidental monster of a fic drops.#sorry#also IT MIGHT HAVE CHAPTERS? BECAUSE IT TOOK ME TEN THOUSAND WORDS TO GET TO THE 'LAUNCHING POINT' OF THIS FUCKING THING#sir you should have stayed dead bc then i wouldnt have gotten weird and intense about autonomy. fuck him for real#unfortunately i love him and his unhinged energy v.v#actually no this wasnt even supposed to be a launching point this was supposed to be the whole fic#it was supposed to be A Scene
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I often times find myself wondering when interacting with people "am I doing this right?'"
It used to be even more often, I probably was really anxious about it back then. Now... not so much? I still find myself worrying a bit. And especially trying to find the correct "answer" or action to say or do. But. It's not really by any fault of my own. It's just what's expected of me in social situations doesn't always come naturally. So I'm awkward. But idk. While I'll always probably try to find the right answer for things, I'm a bit less worried than I used to be. And I suppose that's something good in a way.
#normal#oh. i dont have to be like this. i can do something different#who the fuck am i really.#diary#personal#i honeslty didnt even think this would turn out to be positive. like. i thought its be a bit more down.#but idk. despite knowing im probably doing a lot of things wrong. im still a bit happier this way.#its been a long while since ive just done things that are more true to myself and now worried about the consequences. so its kinda nice#idk. obviously in places like work i mask much more. but at a coffee shop. or talking with friends. or even alone in my bedroom -#i do it much less. i used to be so self-conscious. i wouldn't even dance alone in my room. its strange to think thats -#just how much pressure society exibits. its impressive really. id try not to do things incase it wasnt#i think in a way the internet really saved me from a lot of that. yeah it probably exasperated some of my problems but it also helps too?#i can find communities and learn about things i love even if i dont participate.#i suppose its nice just knowing#and thats opened up a lot of avenues for me. like. knowing i dont need to be in a relationship. that i can collect stuffed toys.#that i can be obsessed with something stupid. just. a lot of small things like that? it sorta takes off that huge pressure to conform.#idk. i used to be so fixated on conforming and participating. and my mom quite litterally taught me to.#she always used to tell me about how when she had to move around she had to make consessions like that.#or how she didnt like it either just talking with the girls or whatever. so i sorta just thought of it all as normal.#so i just tried more and more and more to press myself into a mold without ever really caring what i liked. or thought#like. i knew what i wanted. but that wasnt right. so i id just. cut off bits n peices of myself.#i remember being oh so frustrated thinking and its so odd to think of now.#because now i just am. and even when im sad im happy. its peaceful really.#really though. being able to label things. and figure out stuff about myself and psychology and everything was amazing#im really glad ive both changed so much - yet really not at all at the same time#i still like the same things i did when i was 6. im still exactly the same at my core tbh.#but im much different from who i was in my teens. to me it really feels like just accepting who i always was.#and like. letting myself be who i was and am. i am me and thats sorta that?#idk. im just philosophizing myself yet again. but i also really enoys doing that XD
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My brain is. Goop. Running at about quarter speed right now. It's a little bit embarrassing, actually.
#speculation nation#i was poking around the class website and saw the class participation for today wasnt open#which made me remember that my professor mentioned not being here one day this week#and it took me. too long to remember if she said today or thursday.#literally checked the calendar over it (it wasnt stated on there) before i Finally remembered that class participation doesnt open until#class time starts.#so im Prettyyy sure that she said she'd be here today. and it's thursday she wont be.#it just got so lost over the weekend. most things. have been. lol.#between the stress of finishing that midterm on Thursday and then hanging out with friends and procrastinating my essay exam#(while also still being stressed about procrastinating my essay exam)#a lot left my mind. i straight up forgot that we were supposed to have dnd yesterday night#i got up from my failed nap and realized it was an *hour and a half* after when it was supposed to start. i felt so bad.#thankfully it turned out others couldnt make it either so it ended up canceled but Man.#i need to get a grip. i need to stop procrastinatng. i have an online exam on thursday tho & a video audition to finish Preferably by friday#and im going driving practicing tomorrow & im determined to make it the last one before i take my driving test. which means parking practice#really really really remembering why i hate college. dear fucking god please help me.#also have a book to finish by the end of the month. im probably going to be working on that over the weekend.#buuuut after that i have. uhh. like 6 more weeks of the semester? which means im gonna keep roughin it#but. it also means im getting closer to the end. and at least i'll have a few weeks break.#and then... my final semester... and so much more work.... aughhhh#im doing my best though. i may be struggling but im still finishing all my fucking work and im finishing it well.#i will bend but i will not break!!!!!! i will get good fucking grades!!!!! just watch me!!!!!!!!!
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pondering my orb
#personal#it appears i have fallen victim to the situationship industrial complex#this little arrangement i found myself in has escalated from ‘friends who hook up’ to ‘boyfriend without the boy’#and it is becoming lets say emotionally distressing#because i am leaving town for the summer in just three short weeks! and for the past two months we have spent every free moment together#and putting our own individual codependent tendencies aside i really do like him#i havent been alone long enough to shift my brain out of girlfriend mode#because the thing is i loved being a girlfriend#apparently it was a significant part of my identity#which i didnt really realize until i wasnt one anymore#and i miss it!#i dont even miss the boyfriend i was the girlfriend of particularly#i just miss being a girlfriend i think#and now i have found a man who i would very much like to be the girlfriend of#hes respectful and emotionally intelligent and he fucks me so good and we have a lot of fun together i think#but the thing is is that i cant be a girlfriend again#because since it was such a significant part of my identity now that i am no longer a girlfriend i have lost that piece#and i guess i dont know what is supposed to go in its place#who am i if not girlfriend? what do i do when i am not girlfriending? who do i talk to when its not my boyfriend?#my life purpose is certainly not ‘girlfriend’#i mean its not supposed to be. i was pretty happy with it but everyone in my life is telling me thats not what im supposed to do#so what am i supposed to do???? i dont like being alone i dont want to be#i want to be girlfriend!!!!!!!#i was happy and i felt fulfilled#sure it was for the wrong person but the right one will come along#im not very good at the whole casual dating thing though. i mean clearly#because this man is probably not boyfriend material either#as much as i like him it is questionable whether he deserves my girlfriending#so how does one find ‘the’ boyfriend?#is it a futile exercise in the first place
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Holding out my heart
A friend told me the other day
I was holding out joy and warmth,
Fun and the fruits of my garden,
Offering them to you freely.
It's the story of us.
I offer myself again and again
Knowing! Knowing you will balk!
Knowing you will let me fall
Again and again and again.
You offer yourself,
On your terms.
In your space.
In your time.
You offer yourself in small moments
Rambles in between the masks
A smile that fills my entire chest with warmth.
You offer yourself with
Asterisks
With warnings not to get too attached,
Not to expect too much
Not to expect... anything.
You call at 3am when you're exhausted of all other company,
You stay up all night talking on the couch,
You're still talking and smiling and wanting me to stay even as I leave after 24 hours together.
It was always that way,
10 hour shifts together, followed by hours watching the sunrise on the back of your car.
Staying out hiking and watching the stars so long the rising sun lights the way home.
There was a time you felt like home.
It drives me crazy how easily you felt that way again.
But
You offer yourself with fear,
With the certainty that everyone leaves and therefore no one is worth your commitment.
So when the choice is presented,
You always choose to run.
You always run.
You
Always
Run.
I offer myself, I offer my heart,
I offer my garden and my affection and my time.
I offer myself
And you run
And I fall
Again and again.
#writing#fall#heartbreak#i was like just choose a time you can show up or let me know you cant show up in this way#and he was like I can't show up in the way you need and im not comfortable being there and its not rational and im going to step back#all he had to do was tell me he wasnt ready to come over at any point and not just agree and bail after he was supposed to show all summer#all he had to do was communicate or show up and its been so long snd he STILL CANT#all he had to do was not run for once#but boy oh boy did he#im really sad#just really sad#and I don't understand why hes so uncomfortable being here just bc its my space w my new partner#its been 5 years and he doesnt have feelings for me and yet ???????#fuck man idk it doesnt matter bc either way hes running#and either way it hurts#again and again and again
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can someone can twist my arm behind my back until i sit down and eat an actual, full, nutritionally sound meal to completion
#ive had such a hard time eating lately and ive been getting sick again but eating is so unpleasant and difficult#and sometimes helps sometimes just makes me feel sicker but i know not eating makes it worse#and i know the more i put off eating the sicker ill feel and the more trying to eat will maje it worse but i !!!! cant !!!!!!!#i either forget bc my appetite doesnt exist or i feel so sick it takes me hours of barley sipping to finish a cup of broth#and even than sometimes i just get sick!!!! and start puking!! even when im good and when i eat and do everything im supposed to !!!!#ill just wake up and immediately have to hug a toilet until a) it stops long enough that i can keeps my meds down#b) i cant stop puking and i have to go to the fucking hospital to get an IV of anti neasua stuff so i can take my seizure meds#and than i end up there for days longer than i need to bc they ALWAYS find something secondary wrong with me to milk my medicade#sorry rant over for now im so tired of being sick all the time i cant even remember a time i wasnt at least a 2 on a 0-10 neasua scale#and thats a good day tbh#i fucking puke almost once a day and just the fact that it even stops is a massive improvement from last year#but god i just want one day where im not scared im gonna randomly start barfing like someone fed me epicat sryup#or how ever you spell the emergency vomiting drink stuff u know
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just finished the changeling's path <3 im not doing well whatsoever
#i love clara so much#this path is (narrative-wise) oh so pleasant#everything seemed so still and dull at first through the mechanics#but the more the story went on the more i started to look up to the main quests. the little dialogue divergencies. the shifts and turns#it certainly wasnt what i expected#we thought it to be a darker setting. more grim.#but im not unhappy with the ending either i suppose#block and aglaya were certainly key points to the ending#in a. different manner than with the other two healers#it felt more personal. even if through a veil still on aglayas side#it all happened so suddenly though#soon youd come to realize you had no place where to belong#you were stripped from comfort#but thats when the connections to the bound shone the most#you had no home to come back to but the heart of those who trusted and worshipped you the most - even sahba to an extent#you were never alone as the plague followed you wherever#but the isolation from each and every other being was a constant#you werent supposed to live this long. or at all. its easy to lose your will and fall into the despair of a routine you dont even have#but somehow. that works#it makes the letters. the conversations. so much more emotional#the wild nature at which the town evolves only makes you wish for more of the stable contact the characters are to offer you#stability within the story would be boring without the looming catastrophe of the plague - we know all the tricks by now#so torment and anguish and despair keep you on your feet#upright and restless#just rambling
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#i mightve given up the one person who could’ve possibly loved me#thats why it took me so long to move on#i hate being ugly and freakish. i just wish someone would look at me#i wasnt what he would have wanted anyway. there were better looking people#always#i want to feel loved in that way but i doubt it could ever happen with all circumstances against me#oh well! such is my life i suppose!#i barely even have my close close friends to count on anymore. they all also have better things to do and people to talk to!#only 3 people only 1 of which is irl really make me feel like i matter. i could never be special in any other capacity.#i keep having these dreams about people from the past and its scaring me. please go away. even people i’ve cut off recently are starting to#show up in my dreams. its not like i mattered to them either. not enough.#i hate this feeling of being invisible and never truly feeling like i do anything but occupy a space
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having the worst fucking 24 hours 🤪
#feeling very 🤧🙃😶😞😒🤬🔪 today#was on family vacation yesterday and my parents told me n my sister my brither wasnt coming#only to spring on us last minute that he did in fact get off work and was in fact coming#and even though we said we woukdnt go if he was we went anyways but we drove down a day later#and he is just such a miserable fucking asshole and cant help but pick a fuckig fight and be as demeaning as possible#that he started some shit yesterday and my sister and i pcked up early and drove the eight hours home last night#and like it was the right choice if we had stayed it either would have kept escalating or we would have just hidden in our room at which#point why even fucking be there#but now my parents are guilt tripping us for 'punishing them for his behavior' and are telling us wr need to 'just ignore it and act like#adults for once' but the thing is we're always the ones who have to fucking ignore it and act like adults#and we told them if he was there we didnt want to be bc we knew being stuck.in a house w him for a full week had no way of ending well#and they still had us come and still coukdnt believe when we followed through on removing ourselves from thw situation when it got too be#too much and like. maybe it was dramatic of us but im sorry#there is no one else in my life who could treat me the way he does and speak to me the way he does and demean me the way he does that i#would tolerate being around me and they never would expect me to!!! if i had a friend who acted like he does even one single time they would#tell me to get that person out of my life but suddenly bc we're related im supposed to have no boundaries and just get through by Being The-#Bigger Person??? no fucking way y'all have been telling me to ignore him and to be the bigger person for as long as i can fucking remember#and im sick of it!!!!! why should i have to just grin and bear literal abuse and harassment??#he has such a horrible temper and multiple times in the pst he has let that temper escalate to him actually putting his hands on me#and threatening to hurt me and my sister#so how tf am i supposed to know when the next time his yelling is going to turn into more?#and even the yelling and ranting and hqrassment why tf would i put up with it???#aorry for the rant im just so fucking mad#and now im here at home w no plans and my car is broke so i cant even drive over to my partners house which is all i really want to do#and they're going to come get me when they get off of work but thats this evening and rn i just want to cry#anyways if you read this sorry 🤧🤧🤧 i just needed to get it out of my system#my post
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