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#I cant even pick a picture
orcelito · 2 months
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Thinking about using the journal I got for writing my dad's eulogy for trying to process my grief with it. The letter from me I found in his lockbox is still in that front sleeve, along with one of the memorial folders they had at the funeral.
I think I don't want to write it all on here. I think I've talked about my emotions too much as of late.
#speculation nation#negative/#kind of. i guess.#the thing about grief is that it really just never ends.#so im done with the funeral. the time is over. here i am. hes dead. im alive. time to move on.#but it's not that simple. of course it's not.#but would my followers who followed me just for my writing even Care?#honestly surprised i havent lost more followers. or any? idk i havent been paying much attention to numbers#but i know it hasnt really gone down much if at all#i just feel. like im not the person that people initially followed.#and i dont know when im going to be that person again.#there's no enthusing here. anytime im making text posts it's about The Situation.#i wonder how evident my grief is to you all. i feel it in my every breath.#i havent been working yet i feel weak. it's hard to feel much at all.#either im existing and im helping with packing or im crying again bc i remembered my dad cant help me pick out a car now#(in the Vaguely In The Future me buying a used car idea. for after i get my license. whenever that is.)#or im crying bc of jackets or colognes or a letter in a lockbox or a stupid minions hat picture in a too-big frame#or laughing bc Dad In A Bag (his ashes are downstairs. im far too unbothered by their presence)#ive been having an... okay time. we watched Dune today and i started building a lego set. it was nice.#but im only ever Okay. emotions hard to access. interests certainly not accessible.#making it hard to be creative at all. im literally only going through the motions here.#theres no heart. i left it behind when i got that 2 am call and had to rush to the hospital to watch my dad die.#i left it behind when i touched his cold arm for the last time. when i walked out of that room & knew id never see him again.#i know a week is still far too soon to be over it. but im sick of feeling this way.#it still doesnt feel real. feels like im following the bad end route just to see. i should still be able to reload my past save.#but this is my life now. forever until the end. out of nowhere hes dead and hes never coming back#and it's just really fucking hard to care about just about Anything else right now.#i prommy im gonna use the journal next time i get the urge to vent about this. im sick of this crap too.
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littencloud9 · 8 days
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STOP STOPPP IM SO CONFLICTED OVER WHAT TO SHIP IN THIS DAMN SHOW
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britneyshakespeare · 3 months
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people who don't know fucking shit about adderall oughtta keep their fucking mouths shut about adderall
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fishsticxz-art · 1 year
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i spent the whole day making this quiz that will tell you which of my dnd characters you are, pls take it so my effort isnt wasted. theres 18 possible results good luck
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artystaroc · 2 years
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I am going to fucking vomit, what the Fuck happened to my finished fourth Back Home page?
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xviruserrorx · 1 year
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I swear just because I'm a little person it doesn't make me some kind of foreign object to push around....
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jfkisonthemoon · 2 years
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it’s interesting because the longer i stay in higher education the more and more i feel like i really make sense here and like it really clicks with me, but at the same time the longer i stay in higher ed the more eager i get to actually apply what im learning about and get to experiment with all the different sources given to me
#like for a few terms now ive been at the point where for the most part im finally doing what i want to do and studying what id like to#and more and more its making me think about how much i genuinely like studying it and want to go even deeper with it#i really could see myself going to graduate school one day i really could see myself doing research and writing papers one day#but also at the same time i keep picturing how im going to apply all this in my career and i cant stop thinking about how i am going to use#what im learning about#doesnt help that i recently got a job in education so now im actively making lesson plans in addition to taking education classes#like i just spent a good half an hour looking up education games to play with one of my students i really want to apply these methods im#learning about and get better at making learning work for others#but at the same time the concept of education itself is so interesting i want to learn so much more about it and do research of my own#idk im ranting longer than i expected ive just been genuinely shocked how much ive been enjoying what im doing lately#i feel like im learning a lot and feeling positive about the work. idk i feel like im becoming more of myself through getting to explore#something thats intrigued me for so long#i probably will go to graduate school one day i love learning too much to not#but in the meantime who knows i just felt like ranting#jessie speaks#jessies college adventures#although at the same time i am very tired of homework and writing papers.#but also how much of that is that i want to read what I pick out now??? who knows
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skyburger · 7 days
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man some characters its super easy to think about what they were like as kids but some its weird to think they ever WERE kids. what the hell was big boss from metal gear like at age 5. all i can say for sure is he was definitely eating stuff off the floor even back then
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thanatoseyes · 4 months
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This is probably a stupid question but like I know the mint of the comic book ear marks it's value. But I'm just buying the comic because I want to read it. . . Should I care about the mintability???
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epicdogymoment · 9 months
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god my brain is so fucking hilarious
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useful-boy · 10 months
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Unpacking so many things today... Everything's still a bit messy, but soon I'll have a bed! Like, tomorrow! Okay, tomorrow I can Buy the bed, it'll take like a week to get it shipped. But soon! Bed!
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edgybutnotveryedgy · 1 year
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Hmm. I don't like online dating yet it seems to be the only real way i am able to have conversations with people?
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hobgirl · 1 year
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struggling between wanting to post pics of my new art journal vs thinking it's personal and it's bad anyway
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tiecho · 2 months
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You're in the mall by yourself, I'm following from a distance. You don't know me, not yet anyways... as you walk from store to store you keep seeing me, and I'm always watching. Then it slowly turns into an accidental bump, then a small grope in the aisle, to my hand going completely under your shirt and pinching your nipples as you are trying to shop. You are far too afraid to say anything so you let it happen and then leave to another store trying to lose me in the crowd. I let you think they lost me, disappear for a half hour, following you much more discretely now. I let you shop and grab some cute clothes to go try on. Then as you are going into the changing booth I grab you and drag you into one with me, my hand wrapped around your throat so you cant make a noise. Im squeezing so very hard that its already leaving such pretty bruises. I slam you against the wall and I pull your skirt up, and see that they are already drenched. I lean down and whisper "You want this don't you, you little slut. Why else would you be wet." Then with a sudden jerk I rip your panties off, and I stuff them in your mouth as a gag, taking my hand off of your throat and shoving two of my fingers in your dripping cunt. You can't help but moan from around your ruined panties as my big fingers stretch your pretty little cunt. You try to fight me off but I'm so much bigger and stronger you cant do anything other than take it like the little rape toy you are. I decide that its time for the main course as I turn you around, slamming your face against the wall, and before you can brace yourself I'm inside of you. Rutting into you with quick, forceful, deep thrusts. At this point the attendant knocks on the door and asks if everything is okay. I take the panties out of your mouth and growl into your ear "if you tell them, I'll break your fucking neck before they get the door open". "I-I-Everything is fine" you squeak out through ragged breaths as I don't stop fucking you. As the attendant walks away I pick you up by your hips, using my arms to swing you into me as I fuck you even harder. You can't help but cum on my cock, sobbing as you do. "Little rape puppy cumming on the rapists cock, how cute" I growl in your ear as it only makes me fuck you harder. I get close and I start to squeeze your neck again, the panic making you clench around me even harder. "I'm going to fucking breed you now, which is more than a little rapeslut like you deserves". You try to plead "please stop I can't get pregnant please". you try to scream out but the only sound you can make from around my hand is little gurgles. You can help but start to cum again as I start to flood your womb with my seed, your eyes rolling back from the ecstasy of it all.
Then, I pull my pants up and I leave the dressing room. Leaving you collapsed in a pool of our cum. I leave the door open for everyone to see as you lay there, a pathetic little rapesleeve. I turn around and take a picture before I go telling you "I'll see you next time princess"
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