#today was not a good day :(
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lubtubby · 2 months ago
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SOME KIDS SAW MY CUTS AT SCHOOL TODAY AND THIS GUY LOUDLY SAID "do.. do you cut yourself.." AND I SWEAR EVERYONE TURNED TO LOOK AT ME.
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wishfulimaginings · 2 months ago
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Personal anecdote
Today I lost my patience with my 4yo because she wouldn't stand straight long enough for me to put her shirt on. There was yelling and tears ( a low moment for me, I'm not proud). And then I proceeded to trip on the vacuum left outside by my "beloved" on my way to get the kid some water. When I asked him why he left it out ,he started screaming in my face about how I'm not allowed to talk to him in that tone ( honestly karma for losing my shit with my baby) ANYWHO, GUES WHO BUTTS IN TO SAY-
"She's not mad at you , she's upset with me. Why are you shouting at her??! "
I want to die
My baby 😭 😭
I don't deserve her loyalty 😭
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antisocialgaycat · 10 months ago
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yall this is not good today at cricket i passed out twice and threw up
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nanaten · 11 months ago
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You know when you experience something so bad, you feel like you’ve just died? Not in a, “part of me died” sense, like, an “oh it’s gone” way, but in a sense that it feels like life won’t continue after today, not really. I feel like I died today. I don’t know. I hope I’ll feel better tomorrow
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zootopiathingz · 1 year ago
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I spent like 20 minutes at work crying in the bathroom I’m officially an average American employee😍😍😍☺️☺️☺️
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myuntoldstory · 6 months ago
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bouquetofgemstones · 8 months ago
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2.4.2024: I take back everything I said yesterday about it being spring, because it fricking snowed today. Frickin heck:( Also I had to do more viscosity measurements again. And I'm tired because my train arrived late yesterday
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bookwormscififan · 8 months ago
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If I Had Words
Read on AO3!
A/N: Mad's got a bad case of derealisation, and Mare comforts him with a song that makes him happy. And I surrounded the entire piece with a little comfort poem of my own.
When nothing feels right,
Or when things take a turn for the worst.
Mare stepped hesitantly into the bedroom, heart breaking at the sight of Mad curled up in the middle of the bed, crying into knees pulled to his chest. He slowly rocked himself as his fingers gripped his pants tightly, knuckles white.
“Mad, dear heart,” Mare breathed, moving to Mad’s side in a blink, climbing onto the bed and pulling Mad into his chest. “What’s wrong?”
“Everything’s wrong,” Mad mumbled, uncurling just enough to turn into Mare’s chest and grip his shirt. “It’s all fake, or messed up, and there’s no way to make it better.” He sniffled, pressing his face into Mare’s chest, shaking as Mare wrapped an arm around him.
I hope I can provide comfort,
A plaster for your hurt.
“Mad, I’m right here, I’m real,” Mare began, running his fingers through Mad’s hair and holding him close. “This world is real, no matter how fucked up it may seem.” Pressing a kiss to the top of Mad’s head, he slowly began to hum, rocking Mad slightly as the words made their way through the room.
“If I had words to make a day for you, I’d give you a morning golden and true. I would make this day last for all time, and fill the night deep in moonshine.”
“Is that the song from Babe?” Mad asked, voice muffled by Mare’s shirt.
“Shh, let me comfort you,” Mare chuckled, slowly leaning back so they were laying in the bed, repeating the song until Mad fell asleep.
When you think everything is lost,
And you need a friend,
I’m here until the end,
No matter what the cost.
Mad curled against Mare’s side, rubbing his stuffy nose as he slowly woke up. The room was dark, drawn curtains blocking out the sunlight, and the musician was sleeping soundly with his arms around Mad.
“Wherever I am,” Mad started in a whisper, running his hand along Mare’s jaw, resting it on his collarbone. “Wherever you are, we’re a package deal. Nobody can make me feel like you do, and nobody will ever replace you.”
Mare smiled in his sleep, arms tightening around Mad’s waist as he adjusted to face him.
I’ll never be the same without you,
And I know that you’re here for me, too.
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@iamvegorott @brokentimewatch @dungeon-dragons-dragons
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norareweforgiven-if · 2 years ago
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artbreeder of zach, vivian, and jules!
(and once again, please keep in mind that these are approximations of the characters, not exact appearances)
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angel-eyes · 1 year ago
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I hate talking in a room full of people, I hate it I hate it so much.
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lesbiankiliel · 2 years ago
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what I was gonna do today: write write write
what I did do today: fuck all that's what
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carouselcometh · 1 year ago
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Devastating! Art museum gift shop doesn’t sell prints of specific and unpopular painting that struck a cord with you!
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jedi-bird · 6 months ago
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Went to a used bookstore (Book Off, my beloved) and bought a bunch of star wars books. Are You Scared Darth Vader has been on my list for a few years, so finding it here made me happy. And I'm never one to pass up art books. Also bought a bunch of dollar DK and Scholastic star wars kids books. And since it was near a Joann's and I had a really good coupon we made a stop there as well. Partner got some art supplies and I bought some yarn. I think I want to make a Tatooine inspired something; probably a sweater or a cardigan, even though I've yet to start my rainbow one.
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tansypawz · 6 months ago
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i need to get out of here theyre gonna kill me <-experiencing normal human emotions
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chaotic-toby · 7 months ago
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I hate being seen as smart
Because then people just assume you're going to go to college, and when you tell you that you are not and are just gonna settle for a plain old job, they will tell you that you are wasting your potential.
It is so tiring. The amount of times a teacher has asked me what I'm doing after high school, and after telling them, they all just sprout the same bullshit is astronomical.
I wished I didn't try so hard throughout high school. I should've just made average grades. It's not like my family would be disappointed or anything.
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sga-owns-my-soul · 1 year ago
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reblog to give ur mutuals a soft lil kissy on the head
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