#I started writing this at 9pm

[becca-e-barnes]

I think too much in real life to fully let myself enjoy some activities so I'm going to live vicariously through the characters I write 🙃

He's here for pleasure. You're not under any illusion about his intentions. Sure, he'll let you snuggle up beside him afterwards, playing with the little soft curls on his chest. He'll kiss your forehead and smooth your hair and you'll laugh together about the silliest things but it's no secret that it's the sex that keeps him coming back.

Secretly, it's exactly what you need too. It works well for both of you. You get someone who has the confidence and experience to show you things you didn't even think you'd be into and you get to simply enjoy the way he gets off on pleasuring you. There's no need to feel shy around a man who's told you his secret filthy fantasies.

"What's one thing you've always wanted to do but have never had a chance to?" You probe one evening, taking your necklace off and placing it on the bedside table, well aware he's probably wearing more of your lipgloss that you are after the way he greeted you at the hotel room door.

You hop onto the bed to take your shoes off, enjoying how the mattress bounces you slightly.

He doesn't answer right away, pouring two glasses of a sweet, chilled Riesling before handing one to you. You take a sip, trying not to put him under pressure but the time he's taking to consider your question makes you even more curious.

"If I tell you, I'd like you to try it with me. So how badly do you want to know?" He stands in front of you and places the glass to his lips and in that moment, you couldn't want anything more than you want to fulfil a fantasy for him. You want to be something he's never had and offer him opportunities to enjoy your body that he might never have again.

"Tell me. We'll do it." You hardly even have to think about it.

"I'd like to lick you. All of you. Run my tongue all over your body. Find what makes you shiver. Find what makes you moan. Find the places that are so ticklish you need me to stop. I want to lick all the places you've never been licked before. If you'll let me." He really could make anything sound appealing.

Excitement fizzles in your core and a real desperation begins to build. Just being around this man makes you wet so you can't help the fact you're ready for him already.

"If that's what you want to do, I'll let you." If you're honest with yourself, you'd probably agree no matter what he asked for. You trust him enough to know he won't take you further than you're comfortable with.

~~~

You knew what you were signing up for but you didn't think it'd feel like this. Why the hell haven't you tried this before?

He's kneeling at the end of the bed, stroking his cock while his hot, wet, stiff tongue flicks gently against your asshole and there's no denying how much you're enjoying the pressure there. You couldn't hide it if you tried. You're so wet, you're practically dripping and it only spurs him on. It's intimate in a way you don't think you'll ever recover from while being one of the most erotic things you think he's ever done. There's nothing to be embarrassed about it when it's clear he's enjoying it just as much as you are. Maybe more.

The way you're gripping his hair has you wondering whether the strain on his tongue or his neck will overwhelm him first but he shows no signs of relenting. That is until he stands up, already looking delightfully over-pleasured and sinks his cock into your fluttering, neglected cunt without a word.

If he goes too fast it's all over and he knows it but he can't resist holding both of your ankles, watching you while he places open mouthed kisses to the soles of your feet, thrusting into you with slow, calculated strokes.

#becca writes spice #becca's thots #dbf!bucky #dads best friend! bucky #I just want to get some of my personal needs out before I go back to writing requests #I have a couple more fantasies that I can't shake so I'll have to write those soon #I had an assignment due this afternoon and oh boy #Leaving it to 9pm last night before I got started was a plan that I knew would suck #but I was in my second job all last week and couldn't be bothered starting any earlier than that #so I worked from home today to tackle the sleepies #and I spent all day working from bed with an Easter egg so like... pretty good Monday #tw: alcohol mention #tw: alcohol #can you tell I've been to one single wine tasting event 💅🏻

[kaseyskat]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dungeons and Daddies (Podcast) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: The Doodler & Sparrow Oak Characters: Sparrow Oak, The Doodler (Dungeons and Daddies), Lark Oak, Henry Oak, Mercedes Oak-Garcia, the kiddads are all mentioned but do not actually show up Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pre-Epilogue, pre s1 epilogue i should clarify, Fluff and Angst, Bonding, Graphic Depictions of Illness, Emetophobia, writing s1 sparrow dialogue makes me so happy tbh, Family Feels Summary:

"I do not think this will hurt me," Sparrow says cheerily, and he takes a step forwards. "I am very strong."

"You were sad earlier," the Doodler says sadly, but it doesn't move away from Sparrow again, which he considers a great win. "I could feel it. I don't like it when any of you are sad."

Oh. Sparrow pauses. "I was sad earlier," he confirms, and he puts on his bravest face, schools his expression into a beaming smile. "But this is making me feel better! It is not every day one gets to talk with the creature living inside of them."

"I guess so…" the Doodler still doesn't pull away, and eventually Sparrow is able to reach out his hand, taking one fog-and-mist hand in his own. It doesn't feel like regular fog– instead, it feels warm, moist but solid, and it sends shivers down Sparrow's spine.

~~~

or: a week after Faerun, sparrow is drawn into the doodler's void where he proceeds to befriend the eldritch horror living inside him. things escalate from there.

#kasey writes stuff #dndads #sparrow oak garcia #the doodler #the way this started as me having a silly 9pm thought #and then turned into an entire fic #turns out i DO still have dndads brainrot in me. huh! #anyways if anyone else was craving sparrow and dood interactions i offer this to yall

[illusory-scripted]

btw dnd players theres nothing stopping you from writing fanfiction about your characters. your players/dm will love you and cherish you in their hearts forever btw

#im 13 pages into writing a fanfic i started at 9pm today #im having so much fun #its 3:43 am and ive ascended to godhood #dnd #dungeons and dragons

[dallonwrites]

i love you scrivener composition mode -- love from guy who got 700 words he did not expect to get tonight

#im working w new characters so i think i wrote more than i needed just bc. exposition and LEARNING!! discovery! but it was fun to just #figure them out #i did not write until 9pm which is when my brain stops functioning so i kinda just played around w it #which was what i needed i think cause new characters also i wrote so much yesterday !!!! #i know what needs to be written next and its from something i already wrote so im going to save that for tomorrow #so i have an easy starting point. and will probably play w what i wrote so its less exposition-y #i love using exposition purposefully as a discovery writer to learn as i go but i dont think exposition in this way is the right vibe for #this moment. but glad i had fun with it i love discovery writing characters!!!

[thenotsolittlelady]

How do I get things done?

How do I not get stressed about one thing I have to do and have it keep me from accomplishing anything else? How do I manage to buy groceries and take my cat to the vet and still sit down to draw? How do other artists do studies, finish personal work and other projects, cramp in appointments, chores, handle social media and keep in touch with friends without feeling absolutely stressed out...? I can't figure it out. I can only do one of these things in a day and... I don't get it. What is your secret

#wondering what is wrong with me #I've tried making lists #making a schedule #it's not helping #I'll have breakfast and suddenly it's 11 am and I have take a walk and also shower at some point and of course my livestream starts at 9pm #and don't forget to eat and text your friends and there's a letter you gotta send and this email needs a response #oh you wanted to draw or write? sorry day's over get some sleep we'll try again tomorrow #only that it'll be the exact same thing tomorrow #and if I'm real lucky I'll be in a bad mood and manage to accomplish even less than usual #and did I mention I'm not even working? #other people can do it so why. am. I. so. bad. at. this?? #something to bring up with my therapist I suppose

[dufrau]

got more work done today than i thought i would AND i have a chicken roasting in the oven AND i didnt even throw a tantrum in despair when i went to start cooking and found the salt needed refilling and the paper towel roll was empty and the trash needed taking out DESPITE the fact that i am a premenstrual mess of emotional instability right now and a tantrum feels very close at hand indeed.

anyway i am having a beer to celebrate what a success i am against almost insurmountable odds.

#also im gonna write 500 words tonight starting probably around 9pm est because thats when the red sox are playing #and then i might fall asleep on the couch #to make it more likely that ill be able to wake up at 3am for the uswnt match

[thatlesbiancrow]

my dad is watching a puss in boots compilation video help

#it's 9pm #it's a compilation of death lamo #i guess he enjoyed the movie more than i expected him to #he's nearly 40 btw #OK WHILE I WAS WRITING THE TAGS HE STARTED PLAYING BIG SHOT #BUT LIKE A MARIO REMIX OF IT #HELPP #MY MOM TOLD HIM TO SHUT UP #puss in boots the last wish #puss in boots #puss in boots the wolf

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#sometimes u just gotta have a cringe fail weekend. is what i tell myself bc i let the fact that i forgot to check my new #email completely obliterate me. also i haven't been sleeping enough. also just the normal thoughts in my head #by which i mean the part of my brain that demands consequences for inattention by means of suffering. devine punishment. #which is irrational and annoying but knowing that doesnt seem to help. so ive just been laying here in the hopes i come unspooled and start #to disintegrate. which is annoying bc ive got stuff to do #specifically bc i am supposed to b a TA this semester. which is what i figured but also feared #so. thats gonna b a lot. tho not as much as my old school bc they dont make TAs do literally everything here apparently #but. itll b a lot. and also i have to finish signing up for classes. bc i didnt do that back in April by my brain was melting. also i have #to keep doing my job and dealing with my data. ugh. well. being a TA isnt so bad. i do like to help ppl learn even if im not very good at it #like. i struggle with thr talking to ppl part. like the transition of ny thoughts to something thst makes sense #oh well. hope i end up teaching something im not too unqualified for. i could do soils. Ecology. uhhh. maybe intro bio but i never even took #university level biology. i just skipped upper level courses. that's probably it. anything else would b a lotta faking it #ugh. im tired. i should go to sleep at 9pm. thr sun hasbt even set and i should sleep #tomorrow i have to get my shit together. but also i wanna email my new professor like hey bro like what do u want me to do??? #like how do i start in this lab? when do we start talking. like just not to b pushy but whats thr procedure? #i like Structure but also its like weeks until the semester starts so we got time. im just a lil nuts #jesus. its gonna b an interesting semester. hopefully fun but uh it is sorta like taking a boat out when u can see big ominous clouds #like im sure ill b fine but also i might get dumped over into a watery grave. i just. i have a lot of papers to write #and its gonna b hard to b a student on top of that. partly bc what im gonna b doing now is almost completely unrelated #which is probably y ppl stick to the same track they stsrt on. that awkward moment when ppl ask u if ur gonna keep working with bi0crust #and ur like uhhhh no fuck that actually the work ive done in the past 4 years makes me hate myself✌️ #so we r back at square 1. well not 1 bc its sorta related but its a pretty big reset #itll b fine once things start. its just thr anticipation that kills me #unrelated

[euelios]

there are very specific people in my irl life who can say the most innocuous things on earth and still make me steaming mad

#ooough we love venting #especially tag venting #auden.txt #it’s my blog and i’ll cry if i want to #these tags are not a place of honour— #i got told off for making tea too late at night #and it turned into a spiral about how much worse i’ve been doing since i started my job #and like. man. i. i resolve not to trust what i think about my life past 9pm bc it is not good up here rn #a toddler’s Big Feelings in a 20 something body. i never outgrew the me who thought i could compel ppl into liking me by dint of being #so good and perfect that they had no choice #but now the more i do. work and study and hobbies and and and #the more is expected? and i’m just not learning to keep up #i miss my fucking mom i wish we got along like we used to when i was little but i’m just an asshole now and i hate being told what to do #i wish i didn’t need so much fixing. #there’s not even anything wrong just a creeping sense of dread. like heading jaws music in a sunny meadow #i wish people wouldn’t bring up my mental health to imply i’m crazy #i wish it didn’t scare me to seriously consider it #although i did once tell a friend that i felt like. there would be nothing to write in my obituary? bc i had lived such a disconnected life #like some fuck who died far away from home #jesus. i’m going insane. it’s fucking bedtime it’s been bedtime for ages. #things will be better when it’s light out

[trans-estinien]

Sometimes I feel like doing this with my brain

#its 12 am and i should probably sleep instead of rambling but #man. its rough having your fav blorbo be a fucking terrible person #cause on one hand you have the villain woobifiers and people who just completely ignore major aspects of a character for a fucking ship #and on the other hand you have people who hate you for enjoying a character. and thinking said character is interesting #and yeah yeah i know not everyone will like me and i should just ignore it and keep on doing what i enjoy but. ugh. #and im also constantly worried that ill fuck up and become a villain woobifier myself #and im also constantly worried that when im writing my cannon blorbos ill fuck up and write something super ooc and people will get mad. #i think fandom was a mistake #but i also wouldn'tve met the besties without fandom so? you know. everything's got two sides #this is such a stupid thing to get all upset over but. #unfortunately i am a horrible man enjoyer this has been consistent my entire life. #and people usually dislike people who like your typical tumblr sexyman type character. which is fair most fans are insufferable #veils if you read this far this isnt abt you it's abt someone else. dont want to like start shit so i wont say names #but i saw. a vauge post from someone i thought was cool and i just. i knew it was directed towards the tags i left on their post #and i felt bad so now im having big anxiety over it. its really stupid i know #i am just going to retreat to my corner and hope to creation that im left alone. im just playing dress up with the blorbos #and like. they're entirely allowed to have their opinion im just. brain is convinced everyone hates me now for no fucking reason. #i gotta. work on this but idk how. therapy fucking failed cause i forgot about it 💀 #but. i should sleep. its past 9pm so my brain is not to be trusted. #ok fuck it ill just say it i feel guilty that Emet-Selch is not only my favorite character but also my comfort character. #im not going to stop liking him because that wouldn't be fun. plus others opinions dont really matter i can like whatever characters i want

[nexttothelamp]

feeling gay and emotional

#but thats every night isnt it #woke up at 9pm after about 22 hours of sleep so... here we are #i got some nano wrimo to catch up on #maybe ill put out a fic! doubtful #one day i'll get another toh fic out and ill dedicate it to my only fan 🥰 #ive published 1 fic thats not a drag on myself #theres one person out there who read it and loved it and keeps coming back to it #next fic i finish is dedicated to them. 100% #anyway im slowly losing it out here #7 days til i get my cpap machine #17 days til i have an intake with a new psychiatrist #itd be too optimistic to think i'll be able to start weening off the propranolol that day but #its the next step #i can dream #also this blurb counts as my paragraph of writing for the day fuck off writing gods #gays are always winning. dont forget #and yunno what? im tired of feeling out of place #i may not fit in cis spaces OR trans spaces anymore #but as far as im concerned? the less binary you are the better #fuck society #fuck the status quo! be as weird as you can! #queer EVERY aspect of your life! toast in the oven! silverware thats blue! STARE DOWN THE BARREL OF THE GUN AND PEE INTO THE WIND #its 3am #id say delete later but i wont #month 5-7 of unhinged lack of health here we gooooo

[crybaby-bkg]

personal rant below

I’m so glad I have a gyno appointment next month bc I genuinely cannot deal with just raw dogging this PMDD shit every month. it’s so overwhelming and frustrating bc I cant even log onto here without getting irritated and angry and frustrated with every little thing I see if it doesn’t necessarily align with something I like/agree with. and it’s like, dude, not everyone will agree with what I say or think the way I think and logically I KNOW that, but my anxiety is just telling me that it’s all so bad and completely irredeemable and. it’s just so frustrating. I’ve always lowkey wanted to be medicated but I’ve never been able to being in a black family that is only just now starting to come around to the thought of therapy. I’m just so tired of feeling like this and getting so emotional and worked up at every fucking thing in my life.

I legit almost CRIED earlier bc I couldn’t find my fucking graham crackers; can you imagine me talking to someone i love n care about with a different opinion that truly affects our core values????? I lose my shit every time I’m PMSing and I just hate it. I’m so tired of it. I wish I didn’t get as involved or as emotionally invested in every little thing and could just brush things off my shoulders but noooo PMDD has to make me lose my shit and go on a rampage and cry at every little thing. this is so exhausting.

and then my therapist is so goddamn shitty!!!!!! we’re supposed to have regular appointments and he just started cancelling them and only schedules me when I reach out to him for days at a time begging for a fucking response back. I’m just so exhausted and I don’t even start my cycle for another two weeks. I hate having to deal with this for so long man.

#I was tearing up writing this bc it just kinda started spilling out #but American dad is on and this guy was talking about how empowered women should feel whil stripping #and then paused before immediately yelling #‘TAKE IT ALL OFF BITCH!!’ and it legit just brung tears to my eyes omg #okay but no seriously #this is just so draining to have to constantly feel and go through this #PMDD is so fucking awful I’m about to cry again LOL #I hate this shit so bad #I think I’m gonna have to log off for a few days #especially if I see something that really upsets me and I just act crazy over it lmao #good news tho #I’ve set up an Etsy shop and have been working on my creative projects a lot #so I feel good about that #but it’s something about after 9pm that makes me feel like this lol #goodnight guys #—in store chit chat! 🍫

[six-of-ravens]

oh fuck me, camp nano is tomorrow isn't it

#fuuuuuuuuuuck #guess how much planning I've done? #NONE #am i still gonna do nano? #YOU BET #I think i have to plan on Wednesday being a night where i cant write tho #between commuting and facetime w my aunt i won't have any free time until like 9pm #and then I'll be braindead lmao #anyway!!!!! im gonna fucking try!!!!!! #at least tomorrow is a holiday so hopefully i can get a good head start

[tchaikovskym]

Man this day sucked balls

#i had to get up at 5:45am #that was the first worst sign #it was well until i went home for my zoom lesson #since i was like the main coordinator for one big event which had multiple small events #my boss called me and was like hey where is the portable ultrasound for the event #and she found it but the charger was missing #so i asked people responsible for the smaller events who used that ultrasound if they know anything and they were like nope #and one even managed to throw shade on me bc it has been like 2 weeks since the event #after my zoom lesson i cried abt that stupid charger #but i was like hold up i have 20 minutes only to cry bc i have my next lesson in person and i have to go #and then i went and i managed to forget abt that stupid lost charger #and i was like yay i will learn python #and then i did learn the basics and then it started to get complicated and i was lost and then our task was like #hell #and then i tried to make something at least of my task. to like define functions and stuff #and it wasnt possible #and then our teacher kind of wrote the script for the 1st part of the assignment #and i was like okay #and i tried it and the int thing didnt work it was like no you cant put it there where your teacher put it #and i was like fuck then #i just learned how to write a if else and now i have to make two different triangle area scripts baded on input and so that it would work #for non existing triangles #and like what does it mean a triangle with 4 3 and 9 as edge lengths #what do you want from me? an error output? triangle does not exist? what? #either way im fucked #i have to wake up just as early tomorrow #and i have to do a lecture for schoolkids on saturday and my ppt is not finished #and its not like ill have time tomorrow bc i work from 7am to 9pm bc im maybe a masochist #which means even less sleep #i think i have so much going on i want to just. scream.

[mrmallard]

Hello! I read your toxic beer pong post and am not looking to redeem your ex-bestie at all but i'm curious

Did you two share any pleasant times??

So I'm gonna quickly mention that the beer pong post was me being toxic in that situation. In relation to that post, my former best friend was fine - even with the "drinking too much to cope with the boredom" bit, those party nights were a lot of fun. I tagged it as toxicposting because I was gloating and being an asshole in that post, and when I'm being an asshole I tag my posts "toxicposting".

Also, I do want to highlight right off the bat that my former best friend is just a neutral-ass dude - no need to worry about "redeeming" him, because ultimately it was just life happening and two different people having two different reactions to that. He's not an irredeemable bastard, he's a neutral-ass dude who did a subjective thing based on differing personal values - I don't like him, but I can take a step back and acknowledge that he's just A Guy.

That being said, there is a lot of animosity there, so I thought I'd go into all that.

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There were plenty of pleasant times, honestly. And despite my constant complaining in retrospect, there are also large swaths of that friendship where I was a bad friend and he was basically a minder for me at my lowest points, and there's really no way I could ever repay him for that.

Like before I say anything else, I did want to hash this out for the record: my former best friend changed my life for the better, and a lot of my anger is retrospective, extremely self-righteous and involves wallpapering over a lot of my own toxicity while ignoring a lot of good stuff that came from our friendship - the good times we had, for one, but also the undeniably positive effect he had on my life.

So to elaborate - what were some good times we had as friends?

We played a lot of video games together. He had a second Xbox One set up in his room so we could play multiplayer games - we played Paladins, Life is Strange, For the King, Mass Effect 3 multiplayer, the Telltale games, Borderlands, Diablo 3, Minecraft etc. There were times where we would start a new game, like Diablo 3 and For the King specifically, and then we would check the time what felt like 45 minutes later and we had been playing for six hours.

We could both do like the THX sound effect build and hold the same note, completely out of nowhere, and then perfectly cut off at the end at the exact same time. We were pretty in-sync and it was awesome when stuff like this would happen.

At my eighteenth birthday party, I was having a small gathering at my place with a firepit. My mum's partner came out and started like taking it over despite the fact that nobody there liked him, and I think I got way too drunk and internally freaked the fuck out about it because I have issues with that guy at the best of times. My former best friend took me down the street to his house at 1am and put some birthday candles on a cake, and he and some other people sang happy birthday to me. I was too drunk to remember, but I saw the video.

I escaped from home a lot by going to his place and watching TV and movies and stuff. There was a lot of being taken care of in that friendship that I really needed.

We didn't necessarily see eye to eye on everything, but we had a remarkably similar sense of humour. One thing that we could unfailingly do was make each other laugh.

And there are countless days and specific events that were great fun, which helped to make a lot of good memories.

That exists alongside the knowledge that the first time we spent time together outside of high school - where we went to the town pool - he and a friend made a game of stepping on my hands and arms to stop me from getting out, to the point of running around to the other side of the pool to step on me and subsequently stop me from leaving while I tried to swim across before they got there. Like taking it further than the point of a joke, making a game of keeping me in the pool.

And then eight years later, after the final straw came and broke the camel's back, realising - almost like the punchline of a sick joke - how much that event had built the foundation of our friendship and set a negative pattern of behavior into effect that existed the whole time - even with the good.

Like just as an example - there were a lot of times where he would make me the butt of the joke and like really hammer it in to make other people laugh. I could take a joke, but when the same joke got hammered in four or five times and I couldn't even get a word in without being laughed at, it'd start to really get to me. He'd then be like "sorry Mallard, it was just really funny, I'll stop now" - and then he'd say it again if he could get a big enough laugh out of it. He did that shit hundreds of times.

I could shrug that off in time, but there was one joke that he always took too far.

I had a really messed up relationship with a girl when I was 16 and she was 17. He would tell people who she is because she has a reputation, and then he would claim that her youngest daughter was actually my kid and I was a deadbeat who refused to admit I was the father.

I don't like talking about that time of my life, so it really got under my skin - and he'd use that to keep insisting it was true, so I would react more, which he would use to further paint this picture of me as this deadbeat who refused to take responsibility for getting someone pregnant. In front of brand new people who we were meeting for the first time. Past the point where they felt like he was joking, and to the point where they would genuinely begin to believe that I was a deadbeat dad.

He would at least clarify when he was making any other joke at my expense. He never clarified the deadbeat thing, because not knowing whether he was joking or not was the joke. And he did that knowing that it was the one joke he made at my expense that I outright HATED. After all, that heated reaction was crucial to the joke.

I value all of the good times I listed above. But they existed alongside all that other stuff I just talked about. It was a mix of good and bad, and I was only able to contextualise the bad in hindsight which soured a lot of the good - that, or I just came up with a reason to justify my decision to be angry at him. It's probably a little of both.

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There's a lot of blaming myself and blaming him, and accentuating the bad in hindsight while choosing to bury the good. The fact that he was a bright spot in a very grim time of my life exists alongside the fact that he would single me out at times to have fun at my expense and talk down to me when we weren't on the same page, from the start of our friendship through to the end.

That's why it's still such a raw wound today - there was a lot of bad that really added up in retrospect, but it came with a lot of good that was invaluable to my personal development as a person.

In short, it's a very complicated and messy sort of situation.

I don't expect myself to look good while talking about any of this. I have a lot of regrets. But to answer your question - there were plenty of good times. There's just a dark shadow hanging over a lot of it that I've decided to reinforce rather than trying to shake, because that last straw I talked about was a real fucking doozy on my emotions and for better or for worse, I genuinely believe that things are better this way.

#messyposting #toxicposting #long post #sorry it took me so long to answer this ask #i started writing it when I woke up at 9.30 this morning. then I had work where I would edit and reword and elaborate during my breaks #and now it's nearly 9pm and I'm laying in bed and I finally have something that isn't too repetitious. it's still very raw #maybe more than it should be - my apologies #but yeah that's my answer

[yoohyeontual]

Being alone when you’re not use to it is actually hard

#I’m only on day 4 and I already tired 😭 #Puppy is also really sad :( #he’s starting to look at doors and sigh wondering if my parents will ever come home 🥲 #we still have a week and a half to go they are only coming back on the 1st at like 9pm 😭 #like I’m busy enough that it go by fast but still… dinner time and until 9pm is the hardest cause that’s when both my parents are here #i don’t like eating alone 😭 #i think I would take is better too if I wasn’t too stressed out about Pups :’) #at least Puppy is being a good boy and I had no problems giving him his pills ! even the 5am one when he’s usually difficult #anyway I went to my aunt Thursday at least and I hope my cousin will come more than one time :’) #i thought she would come this weekend knowing I’m alone and lonely and she dosen’t have her kid #but she still prefered to go to her parents like she does every weekend and 1-2 times a week 😭 #she went Thursday I’m lonely 😤 #but I was not gonna complain I Don’t care I’m just lonely fjsbjdbs #guess I’m gonna read a her book instead 🙄 fkbdjdnd #i want to write to but idk if I’ll do it tonight but I’ll definetely wrire tomorrow ! #alex.txt