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#My dad hasnt texted me in MONTHS
pey-up · 2 months
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what is WITH my family and sending me teeth photos. Is there another love language i dont know about
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sickmachete · 11 months
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well 🧍 now i know how my dad feels
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ffsg0jo · 10 days
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tw: grief, death, illness, and angst - i wrote this in like half an hour and i was really in my feels, so pls excuse me if it's bad
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uncle sukuna, who's been in and out of jail, is always seemingly in trouble with the law and couldn't give two shits about it. ever since leaving home and his twin brother behind, he's only lived for himself and himself only. he'd be damned if he lets anyone change that.
he receives a voicemail from his brother one day, telling him he's had a little baby boy called yuuji. jin wants to put everything in the past behind them and would love for his brother to meet his precious son. sukuna only scoffs and deletes the voicemail almost immediately.
it's only when jin texts him a video of yuuji (who he's surprised to see almost looks exactly like him, minus all the tattoos) 8 months later babbling what could be interpreted as "papa", does he falter. the kid's adorable, but sukuna isn't ready to face his brother just yet.
many more months go by, and jin seems to have taken the hint. except he gets sent another video, this time on his birthday. he clicks on the video, unable to resist and its yuuji, wobbling on two legs, clapping his hands, and singing his own version of happy birthday (??). he's gotten so much bigger and looks so much like his father.
the only word sukuna recognises from yuujis incoherent nonsense is 'kuna', and his heart softens. he messages back a "cute." and leaves it at that. jin sees the message and doesn't stop smiling for the rest of the day.
jin messages him again a week later, only this time sukuna's heart drops. kaori's dead, and her funeral's next week. he's only met her twice, but she was good for his brother, and she was always good to him too.
he sees his brother for the first time in years at the funeral. jin's hair is a mess, his face unshaven and sunken in; grief seemed to have aged him 10 more years. sukuna's many things, a bad brother included, but something in him breaks when he sees yuuji screaming in his father's arms, not understanding where his mum's gone.
he doesn't know why, but he walks up to jin and offers to take yuuji instead. the toddler immediately calms down in his hold, now more confused as to why there's a man that looks exactly like his dad but with sharpie all over him. jin breaks down, stammering out a thank you, and excuses himself, leaving sukuna alone with his nephew. he'll hunt down his brother later, but for now, he'll keep the brat occupied so his dad can grieve.
sukuna hears from his dad that jin's fallen ill months later. he's speaks to his brother more often now and has even met up with both him and yuuji a couple of times. but jin's never mentioned being sick. he's been looking worse, for sure, but he just put it down to being a single father to an energetic toddler.
he moves in with them the next week. jin keeps getting worse and even little yuuji's noticed.
sukuna tries his best. he really does. he's not been there for jin previously, but he makes sure he's there now when it matters. it's all new to him, caring for people. he tries to cook the most nutritious meals for jin, making sure they're yuuji friendly too. he makes sure the house is always clean, even though yuuji's making a mess every 10 minutes. he changes diapers (both yuuji's and jin's), bathes them both, and tucks them both into bed. he even reads yuuji a bedtime story just to maintain normacly even though he hasnt read since he was a child.
he checks up on jin, constantly seeing if he's feeling okay and gives him his medicine. he holds onto jin with the utmost care (almost carrying him) when they go to visit kaori's grave or when yuuji insists on both of them coming to the park with him. when jin can't sleep at night due to being in excruciating pain, he's there. by his side and holding him. he's never been this affectionate, but he's also never had a dying brother before.
it's still not enough, though. the last couple of days were the hardest, and even yuuji knew enough to be on his best behaviour.
sukuna silently sobs into his pillow at night, when the whole world's asleep. he's filled with regret and hatred for himself, but he knows it's too late now. he tells his brother he loves him and that he promises to take care of yuuji no matter what. jin only smiles, his eyes shining with unshed tears, and tries to kiss his cheek as a thank you, and i love you too.
jin died with one arm holding yuuji, the other holding sukuna's, and his wife's name on his tongue.
sukuna was left all alone, once again. except this time, he had no brother to give yuuji back to. as he promised jin, the stars as his witness, he'd do anything for yuuji and to keep him safe.
his life was no longer his own. he had his nephew to think about.
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snickerduu · 5 months
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What music do you like?
Any specific genre?
Any niche music that you'd recommend or think is underrated?
ooh, i listen to a lot of different genres at different times, so this answer might differ every other month HAHHA but for a very long time i've been a big fan of music that helps calm down my noisy brain -- usually folk/acoustic instrumentals! will never not love those
recently, i've been listening to a lot of hiatus kaiyote, alan gogoll, the oh hellos (their four winds albums are great and mean a lot to me), laufey, takashi kokubo (i always listen to their albums to sleep), and stray kids!
i'm also a fan of local filipino artists UDD and munimuni :)
and some other long-time favorites i always come back to are park bird, elephant gym, plini, erutan, haruno, khai dreams, again&again, ichiko aoba, and a bit of radiohead since my partner axl (who also makes music!! he's made all the music for my animations so far) is a really big fan of them HAHA i enjoy A Moon Shaped Pool the most out of their albums because it makes me feel so sad
for stuff i feel is underrated, i personally think more people should listen to elephant gym and alan gogoll!! genuinely surprised their music hasnt reached over a million monthly streams on spotify yet, they're very pleasant listening experiences 🐛 my earworms (side note i feel like axl has better answers for niche music since he seems to always find really good hole-in-the-wall artists, he's positively influenced the range of music i listen to since before uni! we were in a high school band back then HAHA)
also i listen to ABBA with my dad a lot! their songs and documentaries play every car ride we have so i know every song at this point...but their songs are all bangers so its ok (my favorites voulez-vous and gimme gimme gimme)
these are all off the top of my head so i might've forgotten other ones!! maybe if another music ask comes out next time i'll spew out another bajillion HAHA thank you for asking and for reading this block of text :) !!!
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AITA for not wearing long sleeves? tw // self harm
recently i (20nb) had a particularly bad week and relapsed. i dont do anything that leads to any major injury but it does leave visible marks on my wrists.
after a few days i kind of forgot about them? i dont care about people seeing them all that much (obviously i do tend to wear longer sleeves to hide them, but theyre a part of me just like any other temporary scar. i dont bring them up ever i just let them exist. all this to say if i wear short sleeves its not the end of the world for me) and im in the middle of art school finals right now so hiding my scars is not my priority lol
recently i went out with my family (my mom [49f], my sister [16f] and my brother [14m] if it matters) to get haircuts. the haircuts are by a family friend (63m), and he is well aware of my mental health issues. once i got in the car, i realized that i put on a short sleeved shirt today. we werent exactly gonna go out and do stuff other than haircuts and burger king, so i thought it would be fine. the scars, at this point, have faded to nothing more than faint red lines and are barely noticeable.
long story short, my mom saw them and dragged me out to the car after our haircuts were done. once we got to the car she laid it in on me. she yelled at me, asking me things like "how dare you do that to yourself again", "how dare you show them off to [haircut guy]", "why did you think that wearing short sleeves was even remotely a good idea?". i tried to explain it was an accident, but she pointed to the scars and asked me how "that" was an accident.
i will admit that i didnt have a good answer for that and stayed silent. my mom didnt like that and accused me of everything from earlier again, and then marched inside for my siblings, saying she wasnt done with me.
im now back at my dorms after a very silent car ride. ive already texted my dad (49m) about the situation, who is backing me up, so hopefully the argument will resolve here, but judging from my moms visceral reaction, i feel like an asshole. the intent wasnt to "show them off", but i should have worn longer sleeves to hide them and make sure that i didnt freak out my mom. shes autistic and cant control her emotions very well (she hasnt gotten therapy for it) and she might have been stressed since ive had issues with sh for 7 years now and i was 4 months clean before i relapsed (and she mightve thought that i broke free of the habit).
... though as far as im aware, neither my mom nor my haircutter have had issues with sh in the past, and my haircutter didnt notice my scars.
sorry for long post; aita?
What are these acronyms?
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lonelyquail · 6 months
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pov youre my childhood friend, getting a text at 10 pm from me who hasnt talked to you in a solid few months (about a meet up i promptly forgot about it). the text is asking if Your Dad has any good music recommendations by any chance. you turn off your phone for the night.
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rainninpain · 1 year
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My boyfriend of four years cheated on me and thr only reason I ever found out was because he paid this female for sex it was a regular thing between them for several years before he met me. Ive been struggling for awhile with my mental health and was actually in the hospital when he fucked this bitch. He didn't pay her all of what he owed so she messaged me to tell me what they did and to tell me her youngest kid was his.
Before the revelation of cheating came about I handed him my phone one night so he could look something up, I was grooming my dog. He not only looked up what we needed he went to my texts messages and looked for messages between another ex bf and a former fiance. There were inappropriate messages from them talking about sex but there was never any acting on it as opposed to be actually physically got with this chick.
Anyhow for months and months he tried to find more and more ways to make me that bad guy when he crossed the physical line. I never denied those texts were inappropriate in a relationship, but he found ways to continuously find ways to read my emails and messages. First i locked the phone, than my tablet, than my car from when my phone was on blue tooth and than finally my smart watch.
I had been sexually assaulted and he didnt seem to care he pressured me more and more about how we werent habing sex and he needed intimacy and blah blah. He brought this shit up over and over for two years. I asked him repeatedly to table the conversation about our sex life and intimacy but he wouldnt.
Two weeks ago I called him out on the fact that he rarely listened to me when talking to him about anything. He didn't say anything. I asked him how often he was talking to the chick he fucked he said rarely. I already knew that was a lie but wanted him to be honest and he wasn't. Than i saw she was coming to town to visit whatever family she has here and i asked him and he lied again. He than got pissed off at me for telling him she couldnt come in our home nor was i going to allow him to take our vehicle to go see her and/or give her a ride. He laughed and called me dumb.
I asked what normal woman would be ok with their partner talking too and hanging out with the woman they cheated with?! He said probably none.
A week goes buy and I am no longer able to fight with him.about this but asked why he can't just be honest. The next night he sends me a text message, couldnt even tell me in person that he isnt in love with me and hasnt been and all this other fucked up shit. We just bought a $500,000 home and hes planning to move out and take the only car we have and leave me fucked. Tonight he tells me his pos alcoholic former bestfriend got his army disability money and he will be leaving even sooner cus the friend owes him $10,000. I asked if he told Josh we aren't together and he says yeah and wtf does it matter since Josh and I dont even speak anymore. I had to deal with Josh's shit for almost 2 years because of my bf. Josh is an alcoholic and caused so many issues.
This is not the first time Justin hurt me i nearly died in 2017 because of him and a friend bullying me. I NEVER should have trusted him again but I have bpd and didn't want to be alone and he promised he would never hurt me again and yet thats all he has done. My dad died 4 May 2021 and my mom 19 April 2022. So i have had nothing but fucked up shit for awhile now. Which is why my mind goes to the darkest and impulsive places. I hate life more and more everyday. My mom was my bestfriend and we were there for eachother and never abandoned. Now not only she is gone but my dad to and I am alone in this world because I trusted someone I shouldn't have. A pos like him. I should have known better....here i am alone in an expensive house with tons of pets a place I thought i would be happy because we bought it and got this specifically for my mom becauae it is handicap accessible but she died two months after moving in.
I truly no longer care about anyone and anything. The more I allow myself to feel things the more pain I end up in. I just want it all to stop. SI is on my mind constantly. The method I'd use so it would guarantee no coming back. The other times I called my doctor and she called 911.
I'm a fucking idiot and an absolute failure at everything. I can't even work because my mental health. I quit working after my first suicide attempt on 7 February 2016. That attempt was the worst of all and I wasn't expected to make it. Why I did I have no clue. I guess I was a puece of shit person in another life and this is KARMA or maybe its just karma for all the shit ive done my entire life.
I always want to help people and everything I ever did that was good never happened in other peoples eyes. I am the villain. I sacrificed half my life to take care of my addict sisters kids and yet my plder sister who actually did the fucked up shit before and after the kids mom died gets all the credit for everything I did. Thats an entire other situation but it all culminates to now and what I am dealing with. I don't know or understand why everyone hates me, why they abandon me, why the hurt me, what is wrong with me?!? I don't belong on this Earth. All I have is constant unbearable pain from loss, grief, depression, anxiety, sadness, trauma, ptsd, bpd, bipolar. What is the point in continuing to live this miserable life?! No one misses me. No one even talked to me at my mothers funeral.not even the other siblings!
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manic-kagura · 2 years
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alright so some shit in my life has happened and im just reaching breaking point after breaking point and this post + its possible following reblogs exist to help me vent
general tw, but specific to domestic abuse, narcissistic abuse, and anything that can occur within those two categories (im exhausted i cant think of all the issues that may pop up)
theyll all be under readmores
so for context: my dad has undiagnosed narcissistic personality disorder - while it may be undiagnosed by technicality, i consider this to be his state of being because, like narcs do, he refuses to get help, because THAT would mean something is WRONG WITH HIM!
I’m 27 years old - I didn’t get out of that emotionally abusive household until i was 25, and even then I was unable to fully escape it. in late february of 2020 my dad crossed a line that just...lit the lightbulb in my head and i chose to go live with my current boyfriend, who i had known for about a month and been dating for maybe 2 weeks at the time. it’s been 2 years since i left, and after a long time of slowly getting things in my control (finances, my dog, my car, my bank account, etc) i was finally able to start going low contact 10 months ago. unfortnately, this also meant i couldn’t call my mom because he would turn the volume on the tv down so he could hear me talking to her over the phone. i didnt want to risk her safety further, so we just...dont call each other unless shes in the car.
this specific post is not for me to go into details on the bullshit i endured (i may do that elsewhere another time with heavy tw) - this post is specific to a rather recent set of events and how this has, today, crumbled into causing me a downward spiral.
my dad has threatened my mom with divorce A LOT over the past 2 years - it started getting really aggressive when i caught covid and she was asking him to back off because (SURPRISE) his meddling was making my symptoms worse (and i didnt even live with them...controlling ass freak). so anytime she vaguely annoyed him, he’d threaten it. my mom is very very Christian (unfortunately), and from South Africa - the idea of divorce is terrifying to her on so many levels, and no matter how many times ive tried to get her to leave she always had an excuse.
well, one day he made the threat, and she said “bring the papers and i’ll sign them.”
the threats calmed down. I don’t know when they started getting aggressive again, but in May of this year (2022), he finally decided he’d bring them. he told my mom she had time to look for living arrangements, and when she did he’d start finalizing divorce shit. when i learned this i blocked him everywhere i could manage - no phone calls, no texts. saving face has no purpose anymore when theres nothing to salvage.
my mom has been working her ass off for like 4 years - my dad lost his job, and with it any financial stability we may have had (all the Amazon boxes stacked around the house every day would make you think otherwise though). i learned my mom had NO ACCESS to her income. it went to a joint account that she was unable to get into.
well with this actual divorce going on and her job working her to death (like she goes in at 7 am and leaves at 12 am - fuck publix), she has had literally no way of packing shit up to start getting ready to leave. she has not opened a new bank account for her income. she hasnt found a lawyer. despite me telling her id help her with these things, shes declined and ive backed off.
until today.
on a whim i decided to check my old email (a rarity in the past 2+ years honestly). i noticed some emails in there that were sent as a text, from a phone, which was something i had seen before (my dad had done this somehow by accident before in 2019, but it was always in a text chain that included me).
this one did not include me. i dont know how im receivng these. but its a text chain between him and some woman that i do not know - number and name dont ring any bells, she isnt in our family, shes not a friend ive ever heard him speak of.
he was asking her about “tourism visas” for someone coming from the Phillipines.
its not for work. not only does he not even do shit in the line of work in which hed be talking to people in other countries now, but TOURISM VISAS arent for work.
a good friend of mine from high school has a shitty dad too. we laugh at how fucking similar they are. turns out, her dads had shit like this too! fucking mail order brides!!!
i start sending my mom screenshots. im frantically texting her to contact me. she hadnt contacted me in about a week so in a fit of fear i decide to call her, which is something ive done my best not to do, at all, ever.
i asked her “can you talk? are you alone? can we speak in private?” she said she was at home, to call back in 10 minutes. i told her ok, but she needs to check her texts.
we start texting. she says my dad was asking why i called, what it was about, what i was gonna text her about. she said she didnt know (which is only half a lie tbh).
his response was “when you get home tomorrow, we need to finalize things.”
i ripped him apart in my texts. i told her she needs to get her finances together ASAP. no more waiting. he didnt give a singel solitary shit about her or our fucking family, hes trying to fuck her over. hes hurt us enough. i told her i had screenshotted all of the messages, i told her to ask for a small vacation from work to get her shit together and out, i told her to stay with a friend when my boyfriend and i couldnt be with her to pack.
shes finally decided to get a lawyer. she said to keep everything on hand. shes finally seeing the fucking lightbulb.
im hoping in the next week she’ll be having more days off to deal with this shit. my only high points within this situation today were to see her finally turn around and the mere fucking thought that i made my life long abuser shit himself, all because i said “i need to talk to you in private” to my poor fucking mother.
i hope this fucker burns in whatever hells exist. i hope he burns in every single torturous afterlife and his soul never rests. but most of all i hope he realizes he will leave this fucking world cold and alone, just like he raised and left us.
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iesuroo · 13 days
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I feel like I over did it today. Like chores are caught up and I took care of myself and created art. But then I got a text message from my bio dad's friend saying I should call him once a month (he recently got hospitalized due to a seizure but he recovered and is doing better) and I'd love to call him but my brain feels like mush and it just feels like one more thing I have to do among the piles of things I already have to do. My sister yesterday also messaged me asking if I was mad at her cause I hasnt message her recently and I had to tell her no I'm not mad just can't socialize right now. I feel like I can't do the same amount as I used to and thinking is hard. I feel like as I get older my autism gets worse too. Like people keep asking me things and I cannot answer because I cannot think. I don't even daydream a lot anymore my brain just feels static and then sometimes thoughts happen like right now.
I honestly don't know what to do anymore. I eat healthy, drink water and get electrolytes, take all my supplements, sleep good. Why does it feel like nothing is working and my brain is melting. I don't feel depressed anymore today I just feel exhausted and brain dead.
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luvrssarcana · 2 months
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second brain dump
My girlfriend and I are currently cohabiting in my twin bed. I think they are dozing off
I was wrong …I lost my train of thought because they jolted up to read my writing. I had to stop for a moment but I think they are asleep again. So cute. They have been here for about 4 hours. It's 4:21 pm. We played little big planet 3 and ate sweets that they got me for our 4 months wow a lot of 4s. I can't believe I've never played that game before. It's sooooo my style. I'm a fan now, I think. 
This morning my best friend said “You text like a bored mother listening to her 11 yo talk about their day at school” and i can't stop thinking about it. My excuse was that it was early and i was tired but that's actually how i always talk and text i think. I'm just boring i fear . A Lot of people say I'm funny but it's not because I say things that are particularly funny. I just kinda say things that pop into my head and usually at the wrong time which gets me laughs but i don't do it to get laughs it's just how i am. I think i have adhd because my mom and her sister have it and i'm alot like the two  but my therapist says the symptoms i see as adhd is just my anxiety and that medicine should help it. My meds help my anxiety but not my scatter-brainedness so I think she's wrong. What was I talking about? 
Today my dad got home early. Ruined my vibe. He just rushed into the bathroom then took a nap he never even said hello. The first thing he said when he woke up was telling me to take out the trash. It's the little stupid things like that that bug me Or how he will just leave and not say he's leaving or even where he's going. I'll just leave my room and be alone sometimes for hours and yeah im 16 so it's not like i cant handle it it's just rude ! like hello i'm here and i live here too please acknowledge me besides giving me tasks to do!!! I love my dad dont get me wrong, he's just been a lot lately. I think it's because he has a new kid on the way and I'm getting older which I think scares him. I'm about to get my license and I'm in a committed relationship. Very adult things in his mind and it's spooking him. I've always been a good kid so he hasnt had to do a lot of tough parenting so i feel like he's just throwing it all at me now even though my behavior hasn't changed
My gf is moving in their sleep i think they are going to wake soon and i'm getting bored
Ttyl 
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nizhaliyae · 4 months
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01/06
today was numb like the other days of the week. i feel pain in my left leg because of helping with making the ikea shelf. i watched a movie that was enjoyable and tried to spend time with family. ive noticed my tolerance is getting low and i snap easily. i also noticed i have pent up emotions waiting to burst out when someone wells or confronts me. ishan asked me if we can go on date when im back but i dont know to reject him. i feel like he keeps getting the wrong impression of me when i try to be his friend. i ghosted him for a few months but due to my boredom ive started to reciprocate the messages. sahib hasnt texted me till the day, i feel numb but i also feel anxious knowing i can receive a text whenever. im just tired even though i get enough sleep. i want to go back to sacramento.
dad asked yesterday what my future plans where and i couldnt tell him i wanted to continue living alone even after college. he wants me to live with my mom after im done with school but i want to live alone and get a job and make my own money.
im anxious about my future already even though i have a year. i dont know what it holds and if ill have to revert back to my old life that i dread. being at home reduces self confidence and i feel like im choking and closing in because of all these back handed remarks i hear from my family.
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angustully · 9 months
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case in point: im currently on about month 8 of not speaking to my dad for many many reasons (and he hasnt really been talking to me either, ill just say that...!) but recently hes texting me abt this sallie mae stuff bc hes getting mail about it but im doing what i can to take care of the situation but also hes told my sisters about it and now theyre taking his side lol despite the fact that ive basically been assigned dad whisperer my whole life and they barely even have to deal with his ass and in the years past anytime i've wanted to bitch about him they have immediately come to his defense and ignored anything i was saying sooooo! yeah sometimes i do hate my sisters like for realskis
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thehoodedneku · 2 years
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i honestly need to make a whole tumblr post explaining my pfl!donut au :') i have an rvb blog ive yet to post on just yet. but!! the reason donut hasnt said anything is purely bcuz the director had announced that him and agent alaska were both mia (they went awol together and donut snapped at his dad), so they just dont want to expose their pasts - plus, theyre happy pretending to be sim troopers if that means carolina doesnt have to know that her brother is still actually alive
Gosh yeah, it’s hard to keep track of AUs sometimes cause I just blurt them out randomly haha. Fortunately my old AUs, they have art so the text about them is there with the art! Then I’m like ohhhhh.
Let me know when your RVB blog has posts and I’ll follow if I haven’t already!! I don’t bother with making side blogs anymore haha so my blog is a mess of hyper fixating on different things each month XD
Imagine the drama when Doc’s and Donut’s pasts do get exposed! Oooh the tea! The gossip! 😳
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beaversatemygrandma · 2 years
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If I had a nickel every time somebody sent me a package that’s specifically a gift for me without warning, I’d have two nickels. Which isn’t much, but it’s weird that it’s happened twice.
I got a package from amazon with two perfect sketchbooks, 8 inch, with paper thick enough to handle markers or watercolors. They’re lovely. I honestly think these will get some mileage. But there was no gift note or account info. 
Who tf sent me this?
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eberles · 4 years
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lunarchaeng · 3 years
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my ears are so troublesome and i hate it 🙃
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