#whatever dog im gonna dig myself a hole

[turnipoddity]

just shoot me yall

[americangirlfullgrownman]

Dollhouse Plans

So I’m currently in the process of doing a major reno to my super messy and dysfunctional dollhouse. I want to actually devote some time and money into it this time around, because I did not have those things a few years ago (circa 14 year old Forrest, poor and struggling with geometry or whatever). Especially now when I’ve just got a fancy new job that pays loads more than my previous one!

I’ve renovated this thing countless times in nine years, even moving houses at one point. Right now, however, it’s really just a bunch of shelves with shit on them. I am going to put away and organize all the doll stuff I have once I order new shelves (with double the depth!) and actually figure out how to put them up without the help of a power drill because my old one apparently grew legs and walked off to somewhere with a cheaper mortgage. He will be missed.

Left is how it looks now and right is my future plans, including future dolls I wanna buy to fill out the space.

Right now my wishlist is Josefina, Addy, and Ivy (prayers that I’ll find her for a decent price on eBay and not dig myself a 400$ hole I’ll never crawl out of). Possibly Kaya? Or maybe a blonde doll? The possibilities are endless. All I know is every room is going to sleep two dolls, with the exception of the extra bedroom to the left of Izzy and Addy. I don’t know why I’ll need an extra bedroom in a house made for vinyl shits with no real friends, I just like to have options.

Now, everything in the picture is probably going to be given away/thrown out with the exception of the daybed on the first floor (currently Izzy and Marie-Grace’s room [I don’t want MG in the dollhouse because I’ve grown accustomed to her chilling on a shelf next to my desk and I fear God will smite me down if I move her from her special spot]), the jewelry box/dresser next to the daybed, the yellow dresser in the room next to it, the shower on the third floor (currently the bathroom), the little red console thingy with drawers on the second floor (currently the mudroom? I don’t know what the fuck that room is), and a few more accessories/minor furniture pieces. Everything made of cardboard will be thrown out, the OG kitchen set and pink bed on the first floor will be given away so hopefully another little doll-obsessed fuck gets to use them for their own dysfunctional dollhouse. The pink organizer thingy on the third floor dressing room will be used by my mother to keep her notes in line or some shit idk she just called dibs. I’m also keeping all the mirrors. Those were expensive.

Now, as for what I’ll put in each renovated room:

Addy and Izzy’s room:

They’ll both share the daybed, in addition to the jewelry box/dresser. Their bedroom will remain relatively unchanged compared to the other ones, save for it being moved two floors up. I’ll keep the wallpaper cardboard strip because I like the pattern, and paint the wall adjacent to it. They’ll be getting new posters and a new nightstand, I just haven’t picked one out yet. Maybe the smaller yellow dresser? Yellow goes good with pink.

Extra Bedroom:

Hopefully I’ll be able to get Kit’s bed and desk for a reasonable price on eBay. I just love her furniture so much. Since the space is so small, I think that’s about all I’ll be able to fit. Maybe a dog bed if I have additional space.

Josefina and Unnamed Doll’s Bedroom:

They’ll be sharing the camp bunkbed from American Girl and this cute cabinet/nightstand I found on Google. I don’t know if it’s from American Girl or not because I’ve never seen it before, I just like it a lot. I also found a cute wardrobe for them that matches the nightstand. I think I’ll keep the doors open and put the nightstand in front of one of them, holding it open and letting their clothes be out on display. Also, a vintage-looking chair. I think it’ll be cute with some clothes piled on it to make it look lived-in.

Saige and Ivy’s Bedroom:

They’ll be sharing the Pleasant Company bunkbed with the red console with drawers at the foot of it, and hopefully I’ll get Samantha’s wardrobe chest for a good price!! I think the mismatched aesthetic will be perfect for those two. I also wanna get the Art Class set from AG for Saige, and the Xbox set for them both.

The Bathroom:

Unchanged, save for me moving it two floors down and adding the bubble bathtub thing from AG. I kinda like the bathroom the way it is now, just needs to be cleaned up a little.

The Kitchen, Living Room, and Dining Room:

As I said before, I wanna give away the OG kitchen set, hopefully in favor for the My Life kitchen set because I think the blue color palette is a lot less obnoxious than the pink. Who even has a pink kitchen?? In addition, I wanna get the Tea Time set from AG as a dining table, and a couch from Etsy for the living room. I haven’t picked exactly which one I want yet. Storage is also a bit of a concern for me, so I also wanna look for a potential shelving unit to go into the kitchen/dining area for storing plates and warm food items. As for an entertainment center… Maryellen’s TV Console I’m looking Directly At You. I think it’ll be really funny for Ivy or Saige to be playing Xbox on a TV from the fifties.

Im gonna cover the carpet on the first floor with something hard, definitely. Carpet in the kitchen and bathroom?? A nightmare.

And yeah that’s about is as of now. Things are due to change as I make adjustments to my budget and floor plan, so I’ll keep updating as I start the reno. Hopefully I’ll get the dollhouse of my dreams at the end of this because my vinyl shits DESERVE IT.

[emmaleahjane]

I was with someone who acted like they absolutely adored me. They loved the way i sang, my music, my humor, my ideas about life, and he would always tell me how good i smelled and looked. He said he wanted to marry me and have babies together. A life. We were friends for many years. He proposed the second week we got together.

Then the control started. He told me he couldn't deal with a long distance relationship because my dad was retiring and moving to Michigan and he told me to just move in with him. He saw the extent of my items (a roomfull) and said there was no problem at all. My best friend helped me move in and suddenly he started asking where all this crap was gonna go. I was thrown off but brushed it away and made everything look more clean and organized then before i got there.

Our romantic relationship had already started rocky. We were buddies who smoked a lot of pot together. He would hit on me even though he had a gf and before that i would always laugh at the thought of us together. He was about 5 years younger than me. I remember us having a shot on his 21st at the local watering hole. He didnt drunk much. His girlfriend also had a few years to go to be at the bar.

I was with my boyfriend for about 2 years. Hes cheated, lied, talked to girls behind my back, my friends, made out with a girl in front of me once. I had to be held back to not beat the fuck out of both of them. But we made it through. He was an alcoholic and a coke head. But he works hard on the boat for months at a time so hes always forgiven. He says he was fat and bullied as a child, but his teenage and young adult life made him seem like the real bully. The way he treated me was always like a bully felt.

Leave for the boat and i would always wait patiently. Comes home and acts like a complete buffoon with no ambition. Just to party and go to the bar while i drove. So most nights i spent alone confused and depressed.

I would find a temporary escape with my sweet marijuana who i got a killer deal from the boy i began the story with. One day my boyfriend and i ended up there together one night and i was really tired. Im pretty sure it was Halloween and i was dressed like a schoolgirl. I napped while they did dmt together with a few other ppl.

Forward a bit i find out my bf had gone behind my back and was getting fucked and sucked while i was at work by some red headed nasty old tramp i used to work with. Shattered i tried making it work but i couldnt anymore.

There was my buddy. Now working at the same dispensary as me. Flirting. Making me feel good about myself. As i was shattered. He said him and his girl werent doing well. I tried staying away. He wanted to be in my life. I couldnt resist.

I broke it off with my bf, he was still with his gf. I went to drop my key off and tried staying away from my ex and he lured me with words i wanted to hear into our bed. I rolled over to a text that said. " i broke up with her"

I was fucked. I didnt even want to be with my ex. But i didnt want to lie. I picked him up after and told him the truth. He said i was disgusting and all this other nasty shit. I almost drove us off the road i was in complete hysteria.

We cooled off. Ended up together. Moved in. Engaged.

I wasnt really allowed to talk to any boys. Barely any girls. I told him i was bisexual and he said not when im with him im not.

He was always going through my phone. Questioning. Pressing. Digging. Blocking. Deleting. I didnt care. I felt like i deserved it.

I went to Michigan to visit my family. He had my other phone that mirrored my current phone. Always checking in on me. The time in Michigan i should have had, the last month i had with my aunt unknowingly, was wasted arguing almost 24/7 about my past present and future. When i had no way of knowing what he was doing when i was gone. Which i found out after we broke up that he was fucking around on me driving around my fucking car. Also he said if i didnt wuit smoking cigarettes we would not be together. So i quit. It was hard as fuck. When i landed back in oregon i had one cigarette left. He crushed it in his hand. We fought the whole way home. He was also driving without knowing where he was going.

We went to Hawaii. He was a nightmare. My friend died when we were there. He said dont let it ruin my time. He constantly had me in tears. When it was ending he was nagging in my ear saying he was going to fuck my best friends so i socked him in the head 5 times. Before that i tried to leave after he told me to gtfo and then pushed me hard back on the bed. One morning we woke up and he shattered my bong. Never got me a new one. Was always and is still sitting on money that he got from selling pot.

Anyways. My ex and i ended up back together because he said all the right things again. Now im stuck with an alcoholic cokehead bf who has done me so wrong and tried to say he would make it all better. When all he does is stay up late drinkin and doing shitty coke shitting his brains out buying guns and other shit for himself constantly leaving a mess never cleaning it up but always saying hes bored. Sita on the fucking couch all day playing games on his phone and whatever the fuck else he does. He tells me to run for the hills and i fucking will. But then says he knows i will be the mother of his children. Doesnt even have a shred of me on his social media. Doesnt follow me on instagram because i called a stripper put he was friends with and lied about and got all fuckin butthurt about it. Too much sketchy shit. I get nothing but pain from this. He doesnt care about what kind of big dreams i have or what i like all he fucking cares about is himself and his dog, who i feed and give medicine to and take potty while he sleeps in all day and is lazy on the couch. Must be nice. He also tells me to just relax when this house used to be infested with rats then we killed them and i hsd to clean up the poop. To this day he says its not a big deal.

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Also. His "best friend" is a girl he lost his virginity to and shes been huh is bartender for years always overserving him. They are besties and have so much in common and have constantly belitted me for being younger then them. They are in their early 30s and im 27... but i have to be comfortable with them talking all the time and she fucking hates me AND my mom. Shes a petty little bitch that needs her ass wooped.

Tbc..

Either way imma be ok and imma figure it out. Im just so twisted. I even told him im fucking done with this shit and i think he thinks im not serious when im not fucking around anymore