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"please advise" is the professional email equivalent of "girl help"

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How To Tell Your Cat That You Could Walk To His Food Faster If He Weren't Weaving Under Your Fucking Feet In A Beautiful And Intricate Idiot's Ballet

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Being wrong is a part of life. Making mistakes is a part of life. Making bad decisions is a part of life. Fucking things up is a part of life. Hurting people is a part of life. Failing is a part of life. As long as you're not doing bad things on purpose, you're not a bad person - you're just flawed and human and you're allowed to forgive yourself.

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 Église de Santa María à Iguácel (Huesca).

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Raindrops

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Whatever *sticks my dick in the gap between who you are and who you portray yourself as*

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a boy and a girl can be gay for each other if theyre bisexual and their genders are weird enough

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he made a post about “men are mean to each other. men have been prejudiced and unfriendly to me. men not being nice to me hurts my relationships because it means i have no friends”. so i left a comment pointing out that he was taking zero accountability and being hypocritical, and actually contributing to the very problem he was complaining about by unfairly blaming all men for his own problems.

and then he DELETED the post LMFAOOOOO

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Alexander Blok, translated by Robert Chandler, from a poem titled "Dreams of You,"

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ohhhhh also when i told him that im an alcoholic (diagnosed) and was struggling trying to figure out what to do with sobriety, if at all, and he told me, 1.) that i wasnt an alcoholic and 2.) that he was irritated that he thought he would have to quit drinking with me (when we hadn’t even gotten around to talking about that yet)

but sure. you run off thinking you’re such a “good man”. yes, that’s why you’re all alone and have been for a long time.

thinkin about how my ex broke up w me the first time very shortly after i got my inheritance and a better job than when we first met: hmm

thinkin about how (after we got back together) my ex’s behavior got super weird when i got my breakout role into my career: HMM

thinkin about how how my ex and i are breaking up again right after i’ve gotten an amazing promotion: HMMMMMMMMMMM

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YOURE A LIAR!!!!!! YOURE A DIRTY, GROSS, DISINGENUOUS, L I A R. Wasted my fucking time. You stupid fuck. Still can’t even take accountability and make it all boo hoo about you. You will always find a way to blame somebody else. You are not a good man, good men don’t have to convince other people that they’re good men, good men don’t gaslight and control and invalidate and externalize the way you have, and it’s not your lack of friendships that ruin your relationships and keep people from wanting to connect with you. It’s you. It’s you, idiot. Because it kills you to go out of your way for anything other than women you wanna sleep with. Women aren’t anything other than sex toys, you don’t respect or value them as actual people. Just accessories to your dick and your loneliness. I would puke on your shoes if I ever saw you again. You dumbfuck moron.

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sparkle, if you must. its tuesday. be whoever is most convenient for you

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I gotta talk about this dream with my dad last night. Especially because I don’t usually have dad dreams these days, and it’s been a bit of a struggle for me to have any memorable dreams on zoloft. but I remember this one.

we were in a high-rise building, all glass, all transparent. i have no idea why. he brought my attention to a car many floors below us, but extremely and clearly visible from our view. He wanted me to see it, because the car itself was physically designed like a moth. The rear lights and suspension had been extended to make the car look like it had wings, and it was painted tasteful dark green and dark purple ombre for the wings with white spots to make it look even more moth-like.

we watched the car try to pull into a parking spot below us. they couldn’t make it, so they threw it in reverse. but they kept reversing. and kept going backwards until they hit the building, to the point that it actually shoot us a little all the way up where we were. my dad said, “you should go down and check on them.”

i gaped at him incredulously. I wasn’t sure he was serious, and I had no idea how bad the damage was. “oh yeah, and then i’ll be the one to explode,” I had responded to him. we argued back and forth a bit, and I don’t totally remember how it ended, but I do remember that he never relented on trying to get me to be the one to make sure everyone hadn’t exploded. In his suit and tie, he would not sacrifice himself.

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thinkin about how my ex broke up w me the first time very shortly after i got my inheritance and a better job than when we first met: hmm

thinkin about how (after we got back together) my ex’s behavior got super weird when i got my breakout role into my career: HMM

thinkin about how how my ex and i are breaking up again right after i’ve gotten an amazing promotion: HMMMMMMMMMMM