i took one of my emergency instant release adderalls and it's amazing how much better i feel when i can actually take the medication i am prescribed. i am going to firebomb the DEA
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adhd has me coming out of a new game induced haze like "oh fuck, i'm neglecting the things i'm neglecting other, more important things for".
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hey Frieza, i was wondering how Yamcha's doing? also idk if this has been asked already but what's his relationship with Kuriza?
((hi i was wondering if you could give me some tips on starting my own character ask blog? if that's alright))
He's fine... actually, we had ourselves a little get-together last night. Saw a movie. Played some word games.
(Among other activities.)
He's taken on a very active role with Kuriza, which I do appreciate. Most strapping bachelors of his ilk don't take as well to their dates having children as he has. The boy adores him, too.
It's a dangerous situation for me to be in, however, to allow my child to become so attached to someone I might well leave by the wayside. I wouldn't want to obligate myself into a relationship for his sake. Still, we have fun, and Yamcha plays the role of babysitter quite well.
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Couldn't help but do another one for @deadbranch 's 100 word fic challenge. I can't! It's too fun!! Keegan x oc Lyusya ofc, they're my current brain rot right now.
“You’re not making this easy.”
“A liability never does, sir.”
His eyes narrow at her, only to be received by defiance. So fucking stubborn sometimes.
A ‘liability’, he called her. She’s been holding onto it for weeks; he didn't mean to call her that.
Lyusya could’ve left with the other survivors but pride kept her at base. It irritated Keegan - she deserved a normal life.
He pulls a few strings and manages to add something into his next ration supply; a bar of Kit Kat.
Written apology wrapped around it; he drops it into her pack when she’s not looking.
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i wish the adults in my life hadn't pigeonholed me as an "old soul" or however my aunt put it so young bc man. i am really Really delayed in a lot of ways that were just. ignored. when i was young enough to actually get any extra support for it. nobody holds my hand and gently walks me thru stuff anymore. you have to really fend for yourself as an adult :/
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