#I can’t keep getting mad over this

[stuckinapril]

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#I’m only very rarely inclined to get this intimate w my thoughts so I might as well say it NOW butttt I will never not see the dead children #In everything I do #Like legit #I’ve read up on Hind so extensively and seen so many photos of her #And I have a very healthy relationship w the popular Palestinian journalists so she’s not my blorbo or anything #But hearing that memo destroyed me bc bisan is only 23 and she seemed so vivacious #Idk like I do normal people things I can’t just pause on my life #But idk how it feels like to sit at a boba place and enjoy my pearl milk tea w my friends #While the horrors over there don’t just lurk the back of my mind. I do normal things and I’m guilty for having the luxury #And as an Iraqi girl I’m living in the literal ideal timeline #Where my mom decided to immigrate to the us and that’s why I’m here living a normal life like everyone else #It’s like in a different world if I were born in a different time it could’ve so easily been me. I’m one of the Lucky Ones idk #It’s not survivor’s guilt bc it’s not like I had to survive anything like I never had the chance to live in Iraq or anything #But like. If some things had fallen just a little differently #And I keep thinking about how I’d feel if it were happening to Iraq and people behaved the way they’re doing to Palestinians #I’d be so mad #And some people on here are dealing w assholes while bursting at the seams w grief #For losing their loved ones #This is why I’m so fucking angry at anyone who’s complicit #This was a major tangent but basically I feel weird about doing normal things now while simultaneously knowing I can’t just sit and wallow #And watch life pass by as if it’ll do anything #Misery is not a home but I’m struggling to be 100% normal #And I think that this tonal dissonance is reflecting on my blog too bc I can’t go back to just #Posting about all the other normal things I used to. Like I want to but sometimes I feel off. #Is this anything. I haven’t slept all night #I can’t just allow myself to lose interest in everything I used to like and be and just fade away but maybe it’s about accepting that this #Will also always be a part of me now. It’s that awareness that shadows everything I do #or maybe I need a therapist it’s a toss up #I’ll probably feel better once I get my day started but this was cathartic to voice I think #p

[leisurecd]

lol my boss belittled me too over literally nothing today 👍

#so regret getting this job #my boss and my colleague keep being mad at me over nothing or things i can’t possibly know #idk how to quit tho id feel so embarrassed

[newfeeling77]

i need to look into the connection between motor skills + autism bc obviously mine are pretty good since im a painter and i do the cakes but i make a huge mess and in general im always dropping and spilling things knocking shit over etc bc it seems like the connection between my body and my mind is not correct

#bad at eating and all that i always have been #its really frustrating i get mad all the time bc i make such a mess doing any task #and i know i walk weird ppl get so annoyed walking behind me #bc unless im like speed walking i cant keep a consistent pace n i move back n forth like all over u can’t get past me LOL #whatever i thought it would affect my ability to do camera work but it doesn’t i just have to focus really hard

[lightblueminecraftorchid]

being sick as an adult sucks. wdym my mom won’t just automatically make sure I eat food instead of exclusively drinking Gatorade all day. wdym I have to ask my roommates to make me dinner. I have to Venmo a friend money to buy me more Gatorade?? I can’t focus enough to do homework??? I hate this.

#this is a silly haha humor post but in all seriousness. #COVID rly is just making me stare all the internalized ableism in the eye #yes worth isnt defined by productivity and disability and the idea of being a burden is part of being human and isn’t shameful at all #until I have to minorly inconvenience people to meet my basic needs #I really want to eat dinner but that would require asking my roommates to make me dinner which is just. 5 kinda of mortifying. #even though if someone I knew was sick I would not be upset about making them food! sick people need to eat! #my parents ordered me chipotle yesterday bc they were so concerned bc of how I sounded over the phone #and my friend went out and bought me juice and Gatorade and popsicles and took me to the doctor #the support system Exists I just feel bad about having to use it T-T #I just want to be hugged and read to and reminded to eat food but I am an adult now and not at home #lonely TT-TT #it’ll be okay I’m probably just emotional bc I’m sick and hungry #I also just am struggling so hard because I want to catch up on my classwork Right Now #but I can get through maybe one assignment before I’m too exhausted to keep sitting up #and I have to lay down and close my eyes and sleep or do a light activity like playing candy crush for the fifty bazillionth time #I’ve gotten through like. 100 levels this week. #I’m losing my dang marbles. I am gonna be so behind in ASL Susan is gonna be so disappointed in me #I feel like I have all this energy when I’m laying down bored but as soon as I sit up I feel like I’m floating and about to fall over #so. so tired. why can’t I be healthy already and do homework T-T. #I’m choosing to take this as a lesson to slow down and not overwork myself so hard. instead of being mad at myself for getting behind. #<- is trying and failing not to be mad at herself for getting behind

[archvillain-fandom]

villains club sleepover where they try to prank call mighty mike. they quickly realize that no matter how many times they do it, he’ll pick up the phone, respond earnestly, and will be surprised at the punchline every time.

#archvillain book #barry lyga #kyle camden #mad mask #mighty mike #the giggler #Kyle: I can’t believe this. he’s fallen for is your refrigerator running twenty times now #mad mask: we should make it 21 #Mairi’s watching Mike do this over and over and is trying to explain to Mike what a prank call is #unfortunately he’s not really getting it and keeps picking up the phone because ‘it might be an emergency’

[rosicheeks]

🤦🏽‍♀️🙃

#I can’t stop thinking about it #I keep replaying the morning over and over in my head #my friend said she thinks I should write a letter or text tell them #and I’m thinking about it #the more I’m processing it and it’s kinda sinking in #the more angry and offended and hurt I am #idk I know super vague post #and since you guys keep saying you like my crazy dumb Rosie rant posts maybe I’ll do one telling you guys what happened #I’m just still so fucking mad? #and she has NO idea how badly she fucked me up #she’s texting me like nothing happened and I’m like ???? ok sorry but I can’t just move on from this #anyway fun fact and update about me and my life #I’m looking into a php 👌 #partial hospitalization program #if you didn’t know what I was talking about #so that’s suuuuper duper fun (hope you can feel my sarcasm) #but at this point in my life I feel like I need it #not gonna get into that right now cause ooofda one thing at a time #but this whole situation reallyyyyy set me back in my progress and healing so thanks buddy 👌👌👌 #you are lucky I love your dog so fucking much otherwise I probably would never talk to you again #shut up rosie

[celestial-toys]

been laying here listening to Lucky by Dermot Kennedy on loop for half an hour while thinking about Everything Stays and crying

#it’s good crying dw i am just. i have so many feelings about this story #Seven’s Celestial Commentary #Everything Stays #writing stuff #i may be stuck in bed struggling to type due to personal reasons but that will Not stop me from cooking up ideas for this fic #there is gonna be so much fucking angst and it’s gonna hurt soooooo good #the more i listen to it the more the possibilities expand #i can easily see Moon and Reader going back and forth between verses vulnerably arguing over Sun #but i can also see it being Sun and Moon getting real and discussingcougharguingover Reader #can’t decide which i like more #god i wish y’all could see this story the way it plays out in my head #next best thing would be to keep writing and sharing the story instead of vagueposting abt future plot points tho wouldn’t it lmao #and GOD don’t even get me fucking STARTED on Two Hearts… #Dermot Kennedy’s music is responsible for yet Another plot point for this story and i can’t even be mad about it. his fucking lyricsss dude #‘and so we jump to the THEATER??? in that SAME OLD TOWN???’ DO WE? FUCK I GUESS WE DO NOW!!! #picture me listening to that song and inspiration hitting me like a truck. diligently taking notes like the lyrics r instructions from God #‘she sees his face?? and HE sees HER as the LIGHTS GO DOWN???’ write that down write that down #‘the life that they should’ve had sat between them that night??’ FUCK Man yeah it sure did!!! #anyways it’s chill i’m chill. i’m very normal about my little stories and their musical inspirations! #and i’ve listened to these songs a very normal amount (translation: they will likely be in my top ten for the 2024 wrapped) #(cut to the scenes playing vividly in my head) ‘Well‚ at least I can always say that I /told/ her!’ #‘I can’t relate to having a heart like that‚ Sun! With all of your wonder and your trust intact…’ #like no i wouldn’t lift the lyrics directly for the song to use as dialogue but FUCk does it work well.. Lucky is such a good script for- #like- a heated conversation between my Relentlessly Positive Sun and my Apathetic Jaded Moon #‘How could our farewell mean as much as our time? Honey‚ I’ll be gone. It’s better if I’m something that you leave behind.’ #‘I used to paint these trees‚ now I just scream at the sky. Honey I was wrong. Guess there’s certain things you never leave behind.’ #*sobbing shaking throwing up clawing at the walls* I Am Normal About These Characters #anyways uh. on an unrelated note how many song lyrics do ya think i can cram into ES before it’s Too Many #gonna have to start getting creative with how i can incorporate more songs in a way that feels natural and not forced #even tho i am forcing it. i am forcing it very much bc i have songs with applicable lyrics and y’all Will read them one way or another

[kagemane]

Tumblr comments have always been a ride, but I swear they’re getting more and more like TikTok comments and it’s like…breaking my soul

#.txt #I know I’m just getting old #but I like this site #and want to keep using it #but it’s getting like tiktok toxic recently #like people can’t take tumblr humor jokes anymore #people straight up getting upset about people joking around about not knowing new music artists #acting like these jokes were the same as someone shitting all over their taste #I swear I didn’t see one comment about how since a person didn’t know them they must all suck #the jokes were like…are these even real people #but that got twisted into the above #which is such a TikTok thing to do #you say one thing about liking something #then all the…I can’t believe you just said you hate this opposite #comments come around #like obviously extrapolations of what was being said #like don’t you guys get tired being mad about nothing all the time? #you don’t have to be like that

[wifegideonnav]

homestuck is getting SAD and i don’t WANT THIS i want to read about shitty children lovingly bullying each other i don’t want to watch them sobbing over each other’s corpses :/

#I’ve gotten stuck in reread village #just refinished act 3. skipping the stupid intermission. so not too long from now I will be right back at the sad parts #it’s just like. i think part of the reason i latched onto hs over christmas is bc a piece of engaging media with an interesting plot/ #relatable and lovable characters/CRUCIALLY a very stupid sense of humor was exactly what I needed #and now I’m like. invested and it’s getting angsty. which I am into!!! but I’m like. v stressed out rn #which makes me fragile #and so I want my fiction to be an escape yk? which it can’t really be (at least not that kind of escape) if it gets my emotions up #but it’s like I rly want to get to act 6 #I’m 2/3(?) of the way through 5.2 so I’m almost there #and I really want them all to get together + I’ve been promised lots of juicy character development and relationship building #but I also know it keeps getting angstier #and so idk what to do lol!!! #whatever rant over I’ll figure it out #my friend and I have been reading out loud a lot so that’s probably how I’ll do it #bc it’s more fun plus I can yell with her and also hit her when I’m mad that I started it in the first place lol #bc of the angst #(she’s starting htn soon and I can’t wait for the roles to be reversed teehee) #anyway. rant over for real now #if youre still reading this send me a spoiler free ask about how much you love terezi or kanaya or something #op #hs

[flippedorbit]

do you want me to fucking go off on you? do you truly fucking want that mother?

#“oh you and your sister never listen to me and blah blah blah” we fucking do (or at the very least i do) #“you guys never help out” does me doing the litter and taking out the trash and on occasion hand washing the dishes mean #fucking nothing to you? does me sweeping the floor every once in a while because you chose to keep us in an area that is ALL SAND/DIRT ROAD #for whatever stupid ass reason also meaningless? does me doing my damn best to help out mean fucking nothing? #do you want me to kill my self. do you want to lose your eldest child to something YOU could have fucking prevented all because you can’t #stop being a bitch to him all the time? do you really fucking want that mom? because at this rate i am once again on the road to fucking #attempting it. i’m so god damn sick of how you treat me. the only time i can do anything i want is at night. i stay up super late playing #games with my friends because its the only time in the day when you aren’t bitching and whining for me to do something you don’t want to do #for the past several days i’ve been up until five in the damn morning just to do something that makes me happy. #you misgender me. you deadname me. you refuse to accept any aspect of my identity. you don’t treat me like a god damn person. #i have so many different ways i can consider attempting if i truly wanted to. the only thing keeping me alive is my friends. because they a #least show that they fucking care and actively want to do things with me. like group drawing or playing video games. #YOU on the other hand; mother; yell and get mad at me over the stupidest shit and never fucking apologize. #i cannot recall a singular time you’ve apologized for being a complete bitch to me over something so fucking unimportant. #and yet i’m expected to be completely fucking fine and happy all because you provide me with the bare fucking minimum. #”i clothe and feed and provide a place for you to live” THAT IS THE BARE FUCKING MINIMUM. sure you could argue over the fact i’m 18 and #should be out working somewhere. but you give me so few opportunities for going places and even considering getting a job or finally gettin #my driver’s license. plus i would rather fucking die than work any food service or customer service job. because i’d be going somewhere #where i’d mostly get talked down to or yelled and then come home and have the same shit done after working for hours and getting minimal #pay. i’d rather work on my own fucking terms with commissions than go into any job where i have to interact with others in public for any #reason. where i’d be treated just the same as at home. like someone who isn’t a person and doesn’t deserve anyone to be nice to them. #i constantly so desperately wish that maybe one day soon i’d find someone to be with romantically and that i could maybe live with them and #get out of this hell hole that i’m supposed to call home. to go somewhere and have my efforts appreciated. to go somewhere where i’d #actually fucking be loved. i shouldn’t have to wish so god damn hard for a better life all because my mother can’t fucking treat me like a #person with hopes and dreams and thoughts and feelings. #i’m ending this rant here before i get too angry and upset. see you all in maybe an hour. #suicide mention #ask to tag

[bubblegumbeyotch]

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#spent some time with ***** yesterday #god…. this would be a lot easier if he was just a totally unrepentant asshole and i could just cut him off completely #because it’s so fucking hard to get over someone when you still see all of the little things that you loved about them #we had a really good time together yesterday and it almost reminded me of old times before any of this stupid shit even happened #i had to keep stopping myself from holding his hand or touching him excessively but it just feels so unnatural it’s so hard #he also always compliments me when he sees me which is really sweet but ugh #like yesterday we took a picture together and after he was like #’you have such a beautiful smile’ #and that was sweet right but also made it feel like my heart was collapsing in on itself #and we hugged for a looooooong time and i think we both know it’s because we still have so much attraction for each other leftover #and this is kind of the only way we can express it without fucking up the boundaries we already set #but jesus it’s hard #like god it’s so hard to be around him because i feel like i have to be cold and distant because otherwise this happens #like despite everything i can’t help how much i still love him #and that’s why i can’t talk about it because it feels like everyone expects me to hate him and want nothing to do with him #when the real issue is that yes i am still very mad at him but i wouldn’t be nearly as mad if i didn’t love him #in conclusion: fuck this stupid baka life #personal

[goldkirk]

Hey in case anyone is struggling with the same thing, here’s something I worked out recently while journaling.

tw for threatening/shaming about dental hygiene, mention of self harm, vaguely mentioned privacy violations, and medical procedure/anesthesia mentions, and me doing a LOT of trauma dumping

I have mental and physical disabilities which I am continually avoiding getting care for and most urgently out of that I’ve had untreated cavities and a root canal that I’ve known about for over a year plus rapidly moving teeth plus impacted wisdom teeth that need to come out, and that’s a problem. I KNOW it’s bad to keep putting it off but I can’t ask for help and I can’t get it done BECAUSE

- I am terrified of what medical people will say and do

- I have zero trust that I won’t feel things while numbed because I always did before after a while

- my sensory issues are so high sometimes I repeatedly gag just while trying to brush my teeth, not even get super far back

- my jaw is prone to pain and strains and partial dislocation and my teeth are prone to feeling wobbly and bruised and I hate both

- I was shamed and guilted and threatened about oral hygiene for a long time

- I was lectured by medical people even after trying to explain that I was so depressed and adhd and scared about that a i wasn’t even sleeping or eating or doing hobbies or doing school/work a lot of the time, so it was really difficult for me to even remember I should do hygiene for teeth because I was forgetting that I even need food or water or time outside of a building and that made me feel even more ashamed

- the one time I went to talk to the endodontist about getting the root canal, he didn’t let me chat, he didn’t take my nerves and guilt seriously, he pressed a cold thing to my teeth until it got to the the root canal one and hurt like crazy—without telling me why he was doing it or warning me it would hurt if I needed a root canal, and didn’t sympathize when I started crying involuntarily after he told me they’d need to do a root canal and I needed to just have better brushing and flossing that was the only answer, and then tossed me out to the front desk and left

- I have to be minimally sedated for the root canal because otherwise I will literally fuck up my vitals and jaw joints guaranteed but I can’t afford even light sedation much less anything useful

- but also, most importantly, what I just realized this week:

I was in hospitals with family members for years watching them get procedures and surgeries and from age 8 onward seeing people helpless and out of their usual minds after surgeries and saying stuff. And I lived in FEAR for SEVERAL years of ever having to get twilight or full sedation not because of needing it or of pain but because I felt that if I woke up from it:

- my mom at least would be there no matter what because that’s how things go it’s what we do

- I didn’t know what my brain would think about after sedation

- I know people talk about things after sedation

- I had a lot of secrets that i felt sure would get me in massive trouble at best and months to years of lectures, “spiritual direction”, and punishments/restrictions at best

- and I felt like there was no protection from me saying something after sedation that implicated me in liking stories I shouldn’t or saying a cuss word or mentioning I knew someone who was lgbt or something about self harming or something about sneaking on the internet in different ways to read the U by Kotex website articles and tumblr and stuff when I was supposed to only have access to school things

- etc etc

So basically, my brain trained for years that “any medical sedation could lead to you not only being helpless but also lead to you ruining your life and doing the emotional and mental equivalent of being murdered and having the only remaining not-miserable things taken away and having everyone disgusted with you and being constantly a target forever after that”

and so on top of the 1) previous painful cavity filling experiences, 2) my complete lack of privacy or autonomy (including preemptive warnings, explanations, or asking if something was okay) during doctor visits till after age 18, 3) uncomfortable scenarios with not being warned about things medically until they were happening partway through a treatment or exam, 4) lots of times seeing family members have scary altered consciousness or bad complications after procedures, 5) being shamed and terrified into hating my own teeth and avoiding dental hygiene from the stress, and 6) being taught I didn’t own my body and it was a threat and a dangerous temptation so I stopped identifying with it and hated having it and tried to just not care about it, I’m actually so conditioned to feel like after-procedure-times are actually a risk to my life and safety that it only makes sense some really desperate versions of me are trying to make sure this doesn’t happen no matter how extra ashamed I get or how much I’m risking dental and other health and how much worse I’m making everything by letting the tooth rot grow.

I don’t know what to DO about this yet, since I haven’t gotten to a place where I can tell or trust any adult or friend enough to ask them to help or anything, and I’m an adult so I HAVE to handle things myself legally, and I can’t even convince myself to get a psychiatrist or a physical therapist or even tell my new PCP anything that’s wrong with me EVEN THOUGH I DID THE NEW PATIENT VISIT SPECIFICALLY SO I COULD START GETTING MEDICAL CARE…

…but I’m going to not allow myself to be angry with myself and I’m going to try to be ready to jump on the chance when I do feel able to take a leap about this and just get it done no matter how much debt I have to add on to my pile

#because I’m told tooth stuf just gets worse the longer you leave it #and stuff gets more expensive #i already can’t afford a root canal or crown #much less the other cavities #much less the wisdom teeth general anesthesia surgery #but it’s going to be worse if I don’t #so I’m working on it #I’ve been shamed enough I don’t need to keep doing it to myself too #if I thought I might die or be rejected or be abandoned because of anesthesia I’d avoid it like a panicked ferret too #need to practice not being mad at that #health #personal #trauma #tw: self harm #tw: medical #I’d be safe with RJ #my brain trusts her because she WAS the only safe truly and she’s always known my secrets #but unfortunately we’re like >2000 miles apart and also wrangling a traumatized adult through medical mazes is not on anyone’s job descript #ion except maybe really dedicated and over-giving therapists lmao

[bunihyo]

fucking ughhh bro shit has me clutching my fucking crystals trying to get this ugly ass energy off of me like fuck

#🫶🏼 dd’s rambles #it’s just so frustrating #like what is wrong with some people #or like maybe what’s wrong with me?? #like I can’t keep getting mad over shit this small #shit that pertains to a GIRL. #like pull it together my god.

[cetoddle]

i hate trying to ask for advice or for help cause no one actually LISTENS it fucking sucks !!

#it’s like ppl #just take the most surface level parts of what u say #give u advice #and when ur like hm i’ll consider what u said but it doesn’t actually rlly feel like it applies to what i just said #they just keep saying the same thing over and over #god damn #no one LISTENS ! to me #but i can’t get too mad cause i think ppl are genuinely trying to help #but i just feel like no one’s really truly listening to what i have to say #lately when i ask for help #i never leave the conversation feeling like i got good advice #i just feel frustrated cause i got advice for a problem adjacent to the one i’m having #it’s so ! frustrating ! #snow.txt

[pepprs]

the renovation starts tmrrw (LOL) and i woke up from a dream abt it crying. awesome

#today is our last day having a deck and i genuinely feel sick to my stomach over it. ik it’s just a piece of wood and it’s falling apart but #omg like… o ur house is about to not be our house anymore. like the deck is where me and my siblings played w our best friends it’s where i #paced back and forth to get fresh air so many times ater losing my shit during lockdown and it’s literally about to be gone…. forever? ok!!! #and then the kitchen is going to go and im going to lose it genuinely. like this house is shitty and rotting and falling apart and its great #that we are getting a renovation finally but jesus christ i have lived here all my life and yeah i hate the kitchen but it’s home and you’re #just gonna tear it down and make jt 3x bigger like it’s nothing??? ok 😂😂😂😂😂😂 #purrs #literally im getting war flashbacks to losing the van which was never gonna drive again but it was my SPACE for all of lockdown and #it got fucking junked after being my sanctuary (as unpleasant as it was) for like 2 years not to mention OUR CAR that we did everything in a #and now we have my grandparents car and there isn’t a backseat so i don’t get room to breathe when they drive. and also my grandparents #house has officially been demolished to make way for a fucking mansion and the near total renovation of my high school is almost done which #means the classroom where i became a human being is gone and the office is going to get destroyed too when that renovation happens and we’ll #have to go make a home somewhere else. i know this kind of thing happens but it makes me want to start screaming. like yeah these #renovations will make life better for everyone (except the fucking mansion it’s bc my grandparents died and the developers are selfish and #cruel lol!!!!!) but the way so many of the spaces that have been important to me keep ending up getting destroyed after im done w them. it’s #comforting in a way bc it’s like oh no one else gets to have it be important but also no that ISNT comforting i want those spaces to keep #being sacred i want them to mean something to other people and i want to be able to go back and soak in the memories again. and everyone is #mad at me for freaking out the renovation but it’s like ok you come into our living space you destroy core parts of my childhood and also #create a situation where we literally can’t like eat or cook anything in the house for months like idk what we’re gonna do bc we don’t go #anywhere bc of covid except work for me and school for my brother so. idk. this whole thing SUCKS. i can’t believe it’s starting tomorrow #and i can’t believe the deck is about to be gone. pain and suffering and pain and suffering and pain and suffering.

[crossbackpoke-check]

I'm sorry to tell you the 313 tat is ostensibly because he.... is an Eminem stan...

dear anon can i please return this cursed knowledge! currently dragging my hands down my face thank you so much!

the 3-1-3 tat in question, in case anyone else wanted to suffer :)))))

#so the 313 IS the detroit area code 😭😭😭 weeping #thomas bordeleau sure has made some choice that *i* have to reckon with & i don’t appreciate it #@thom meet me outside in the parking lot i’m LOSING it over this i can’t tell if i’m mad or laughing my ass off like. it’s your body #if you want to get a 313 detroit area code tattoo-no have you ever BEEN to detroit??? like sorry but that’s the whitest white boy shit ever #YOU LIVED IN ANN ARBOR THE USNTDP IS IN PLYMOUTH IT’S NOT EVEN A DETROIT TATTOO IT’S AN EMINEM TATTOO 😭😭😭 #speaking!! as a resident dumb white bitch!!! but i do get incredibly heated when it comes to detroit’s history & trends of gentrification #& segregation within michigan i have such weird emotions bc i’m not like. trying to gatekeep detroit i just think it’s a Choice & it feels #Weird. yeah idk i could just be sensy & hormonal so we’ll see if these tags last by tomorrow morning #forced to recognize the degrees of separation i have from mr. mathers & also from the likelihood of ever running into thom bordeleau #hopefully never but i do still ^%*+•’ remembering the usntdp is xx minutes away & olympic athletes use the rink & train there #and like. uofm. sometimes i forget i have seen this man with my real eyes because i went to a game before i was feral about them #i refuse to admit defeat at the hands of the umich boys #i also have to admit that i would probably get a tattoo for a band i love so i’m having a hard time here #I JUST WANT TO ROAST HIS ASS BUT I KEEP MAKING MYSELF BE NICE TO HIM STOP THAT #thomas bordeleau my worstie my hatred spirit my incorrigible terrible meow meow #thomas bordeleau… eminem stannie? where did my frathouse dj tags go because i was right #THIS ONE -> #me looking @ thom knowing full well i could pick up one of those lil bitches just like him on any college campus but that’s MY frathouse dj🥰 #also… do you have a source 🤲 #not that i don’t trust you i just like to collect media for Purposes & also because tumblr’s tagging is unreliable but bookmarks are forever #liv in the replies