#we were worth it

[youonlyzingonce]

Like you do for mine....

There must be a part of you that aches at my absence.... Like you do for mine....

There must be a part of you that wonders what i am doing....Like you do for mine....

Wondering if i thought of you....Like you do for mine....

Wondering if i slept well or if it's another sleepless night.... Like you do for mine....

Wondering if i watched the sunset from my window last night....Like you do for mine....

There must be a part of you that agonizes in pain reminiscing off the memories of us and things that we created & shared....Like you do for mine....

There must be a part of you that resents everything we were unsuccessful at becoming.....Like you do for mine....

And tormented at the thought that we didn't reach our true potential as a couple, accomplishing together the life we we're destined to have achieved as the universe had planned for us, with the family we were supposed to build together....Like you do for mine....

Do you find yourself dreaming about the future and find yourself heartbroken knowing that it won't be us that spends a lifetime creating memories we should have....Like you do for mine....

Original poem "like you do for mine" by: A Pringle

[dimeadozencows]

My personal understanding of the situation

[bellaciao-ciao-ciao]

[ahopefulbromantic]

Hello Mouthwashing enjoyers, a doctor here

So i finally played the game yesterday and noticed a detail that isn't talked about enough:

10 mg oxycodone for someone in Curly's condition wouldn't do jack as a painkiller. From what i understood, he also takes it only once a day orally. When he's easily at the very top of the analgesic ladder (meaning due to his state he would need the strongest narcotics in the highest doses, preferably intravenously). Especially that 1) idk about the state of his digestive tract but i can venture to say the absorption would be very poor (meaning a big portion of the drug would just pass through his guts without actually going into the body), and 2) he's been taking it for months and oxycodone as an opioid builds tolerance (meaning his organism "gets used to" the drug and gradually needs more for the same effect). He probably feels that himself, that's why he's reluctant to take it throughout the game.

But don't worry, it gets worse!

Because later on, when we find out we're out of meds and find a hidden stash, it turns out to be...

500 mg paracetamol. As in, half a dose you yourself would take for a headache on a good day. It's placebo at best. What's even the point.

So yeah, if any of you playing thought something along the lines of "it's horrible i hate it i hate giving meds to Curly but at least the painkillers make him feel better" No. They don't. They never did. He may moan less but he's not in any less pain. I'm sorry.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Learning to celebrate the little wins!

[youonlyzingonce]

Yupppp..... Thank you for this by the way. No, you couldn't do only just one of these.... but had to do all three to me.

Of all my girlfriends I've had in my life, I've loved 3 of them. But you were the ONLY one whom I've ever felt that connection we shared with. Talked about spending my life. Planned our life together with. Wanted to spend my life with. Went to look at rings with. Bought an engagement ring for. And given my whole heart to.

In my life I've been stabbed and cheated on but when I saw those emails and learned you were cheating on me, on us on our family the first time. ... That betrayal cut me deeper than any knife ever could.

The rejection I felt when I had worked so hard and gotten that house for us and you didn't move in felt like you ripped the heart out of my chest.

And the desertion with no explanation after claiming we are soulmates after doing everything we did together and experiences we had shared together and raising a son together it felt like you threw my heart over your shoulder into a wood chipper, and walked away without even turning to look as my heart exited out the other side of the wood chipper.

“If rejection, desertion, or betrayal played a part in your loss, it is not just your sense of security that has been shattered but your belief in yourself, your sense of self-worth.”

— Susan Anderson, The Journey from Abandonment to Healing

[shorthaltsjester]

Why are your children bound by rules you will not follow?

Critical Role, Campaign 3, Downfall Parts 1-3 // Commandments of The Prime Deities according to the Tal'Dorei Campaign Setting Reborn

[inkskinned]

you were raised in comparison.

it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.

you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.

you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.

what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.

it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.

you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.

you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?

a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.

you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.

it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.

something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I hate sales. It’s not a surprise, I went back to school to try to avoid working retail and the game industry is shitting itself so here I am once again in retail. But the fucking worst part is how much worse I’m getting paid.

When I sold mattresses last time I was making incredible money because the company I worked for was employee owned. I got bonuses, I never made base pay, I always sold enough to get commission. Then a mega corporation bought it and fucked everyone over.

So no more bonuses, lower commission, less benefits. All the evils of capitalism and no union.

I’ve been forced into trainings over and over being like, “If you do a good job and add on accessories and bases you’ll get paid so much more!”

But guess what? I’m great at my job. I fit people for the right pillow and sell protectors because I believe those things are important. I haven’t made commission in months. Deliveries are spaced out, I’m stuck too often in the little store. My sales numbers look incredible, I’m in every way a model employee. Except that I’m getting paid shit to be a model employee and it makes me furious.

[youonlyzingonce]

My brain says I need to forget you

But how can I when.....

When once upon a Time Id found you. And in you I found All I ever could have wanted & asked for in a wife all wrapped up in one

When every ounce within me knows that this was not the plan which God & the Universe had written in the stars.

When my memory misses you & it asks about you often

When my lips wish they were kissing you & telling you how much I love you, rather than how much I miss you.

When my hands are longing to hold you & hug you.

When my heart breaks because I know you don't care & that you no longer want me in your life.

When my soul mourns for you, incomplete without you & the future we were planning, that we now will no longer share

[idontmindifuforgetme]

I genuinely love not having a crush like I’m not over here feeling physically sick over some mid guy being dry to me I’m literally chilling

[reasonsforhope]

By the way, when I say that I really do believe that we will make it, I am 100% saying that as someone who has been following good news extensively + basically daily for over two years now, and has come to that conclusion slowly and deliberately, based on extensive available evidence. It's not a platitude. I genuinely do mean it, and I could write you a whole dissertation on all the reasons why.

(you know. if I had the time and an in-progress doctorate. rip.)

[backslashdelta]

@klainesecretsanta2024 gift for @spaceorphan18!

When I think of Pam I can't help but also think of the pages and pages of meta she's written over the years covering Klaine's story through the seasons. It didn't seem quite right to focus on one specific moment in their story, because how does one choose?? So instead I decided to focus on so many of the moments that make up their entire story - I hope that's okay! ;)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Burning Rotten Bridges

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[crow-caller]

started playing fallen london cause of your blog and i absolutely love it! Thank u :)

Excellent!!! If I have any power, let it be used to get people to play fallen london and its related games (sunless seas, sunless skies = Survival exploration, mask of the rose = visual novel)

[vaggieslefteye]

ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ↳ anonymous asked: HUSK and ALASTOR or angel and valentino?