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robbie-roo · 4 months
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I'm gonna have to learn to be a breakfast girly this semester and I'm devastated
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absolutelyzoned · 13 days
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ate breakdfest for once !! yaayy ! (it is 12:21 anf i am about to throw up)
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stardvstcrvsaders · 9 months
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I really hope you don't mind the ask- you made a post on FMS in February, and we recently learned we're a HC-DID system. we were wondering if you know how to tell if something is a memory or imagination? we have plenty of suspicions but no proof or even solid memories
hello!! i dont mind you asking at all! (i actually rlly appreciate it)
CW: as this is a post about HC-DID, there will be mentions of RAMCOA, but not in detail. back away from the post when necessary and tread with caution, but also keep in mind that the post doesnt go into any detail of any abuse
we have the same situation, we dont have much (if any) physical proof as to what went on in our past, we only have our memories
something that kinda helped us with figuring out is:
when its more of an imaginary thing, it will most likely only occur once, or if it occurs more than once, then the imaginary thought will most likely not be the same as it was before. there will usually be at least one or two differences within the imaginary thought, unlike an actual flashback
when it comes to flashbacks, the memory will be reoccurring and mostly consistent (though, the flashback doesnt always have to be 100% like the actual event that happened. it may only have a couple of altercations, but not many if there are any in the first place)
the flashback will most likely cause some sort of emotional and/or dissociative response out of you. since the memory is a flashback instead of imaginative thoughts. since you're thinking of highly complex DID, the flashback has a chance to cue some sort of programming. which is very terrifying, but as time goes on, you all will hopefully find some sort of management with the programming, rather that be a headmate that isnt programmed/isnt cued at the moment fronting with the cued alter, someone you trust watching over you while the programming is cued, etc, etc. its up to you and your system to figure out what helps best when it comes to situations like that
also to keep in mind:
the imaginary thoughts will most likely come up when you see some sort of post about RAMCOA-related trauma. your imagination will think of how the situation occurred, and thats okay. as systems, we all tend to have very wild imaginations. but, if the thought occurs many times and feels more and more vivid and real, then i think at that point, you can probably consider it a flashback, or something similar
thank you for the ask, and i hope you and your system are able to figure some stuff out soon :) just remember to tread lightly and to not rush anything. its very fascinating to learn, but remember that your mental health comes first and backing away from that sort of content is very much necessary
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ma-douce-souffrance · 10 months
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bRO-
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out of the ash i rise with my red hair and eat men like air cmon sivu sylvia is the best feel good poet
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cgi-heart-eyes · 8 months
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I NEED TO GET OFF THESE FUCKING ADHD MEDS. OR CHANGE THEM OR SOMETHING I HATE THIS.
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herawell · 8 months
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ainawgsd · 2 years
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Why am I having to fight with myself to eat breakfast today
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It is like literally impossible to not want to eat while reading Kate's stuff.
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my first real meal of the day !!
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stumbledeggs · 2 months
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Love to meal prep with my little apron on I feel so fancy
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tumb1rwh0re · 3 months
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Bone spaghetti.
do you want the recipe? o-0
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arabella377 · 4 months
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It doesn't even taste bad, I just hate the concept of an empanada with rice inside
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fazcinatingblog · 7 months
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Need to quit my job and write a book that documents Sophia's eating schedule
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walkergerald · 1 year
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Eggs - Mini Frittatas with Quinoa Quinoa, eggs, zucchini, cheese, and ham are all delicious served hot or cold. Perfect for lunch, dinner, brunch, or breakfast.
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shotmrmiller · 12 days
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living in some dingy apartment building because it is all you can afford on your income unless you want to eat danimals yogurt and saltine crackers for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. the stern landlady lives on the first floor, and some neighbors blast music on weekday nights (even if they didn't, the walls are paper-thin. you know more about the cambrian period than you'd like to, thanks to room 105) but it's a modest roof over your head and while the darkened grout lines in the bathroom are permanent, at least there's hot water.
until there isn't. and the landlady has mysteriously gone on vacation for the next two months.
what used to be a cathartic cleansing has now become your torment. every other day is hair wash day which means you're bent over the cold, porcelain edge of your tub, back screaming in protest and pain shooting up your bruised knees even though you've sacrificed one of your very nice pillows to avoid exactly that.
and showering is torture. the icy cold water feels like a thousand tiny claws scraping over your tender scalp, sinking into your trembling shoulders. you don't wait for your body to acclimate, just hastily scrub yourself as clean as you can and hop out, your chattering teeth and shaky breaths echoing through the tiny bathroom.
it's like this for a week and a half, a whole 10 days of suffering with showers so cold it feels like shards of ice biting into your goosepimpled skin when it stops. warmth bleeds into the stream of frostbitten water. finally, it soothes instead of stings. your coiled, tense muscles gradually slacken with relief, with unadulterated bliss. steam rises, the tips of your fingers and toes tingle as if thawing. gratitude wells in the corner of your eyes.
if you had any money you could afford to give, you would to your savior, but every dollar you own is earmarked for the bare essentials. so, with your thick, warm bathrobe cinched around your waist, you pen down a little heartfelt note to stick to the bulletin board downstairs before heading out for work.
thank you, whoever you are, for fixing the boiler. i could kiss you <3
when morning comes, you use one of the dull, golden tacks that previously held a lost pet flyer (sorry, bilbo the hamster, but it's been a year) and pin your note up.
only to come home and find it gone, a torn corner all that remains. maybe it's karma for your callousness towards someone's pet. (justice for bilbo.) you shrug it off, giddily skipping up the steps to wash off the day's stress with hot water.
but before you even hang your keys on the wall, there's a pounding on your door, hard enough to rattle it in its frame. and the masked man you see through the peephole isn't familiar. against your better judgment, you clear your throat before cracking open the door. "yes?"
the piece of paper he's holding in his dinner plate-sized hands seems incredibly small— and it's your note.
"i fixed the water." oh. "'m 'ere for wha' 'm owed." owed?
"i'm not— um. the kiss. it's just a figure of speech." the thick muscle of his bicep coils as he crosses his arms over his barrel chest. he's a very large man, as broad as your door.
if you slammed it closed on him, he'd probably leave it hanging by its hinges. that's not worth a measly kiss.
"okay. but on the cheek since i never specified where so it's dealer's choice."
he huffs out an amused breath but complies, hooking his thumb under the edge to pull up his balaclava just enough to expose his stubbled cheek. he's got a couple of scars; thin, slightly raised. run along the sharp edge of his jaw and disappear beneath the fabric.
he leans close, enough to hear his steady, slow exhales. he smells of dirt. salt. something smoky, tangy-- like on new years, minutes after the clock strikes 12.
your hands cradle his face as you rise to your tippy-toes, wetting your lips and crane your neck-- but he snaps his head to the side,
and takes the kiss he was owed.
(he takes a screwdriver to the ac unit next. wire cutters to the fuse box. nails to your tires. anything that'll inevitably lead you back to him. you tried paying him with dinner but the only thing he was interested in eating was your cunt.)
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littlbowbub · 9 months
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Available to download on Patreon
Release Dates:
Choco Puds - 03.09 Mini Puds - 10.09 Bow Puds - 17.09 Public - 24.09
This mod requires the High School Expansion Pack and is an override and will conflict with other mods altering the high school cafeteria.
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Have your sim and other sims in High School order more realistic meals at lunch time! Swap those boring white plates for cute little cafeteria trays with a section for each main, snack, side and drink!
Foods to order (all the original options now on trays) :
Tortilla Hot Dog
Tortilla Veggie Dog
Cream snack cake
Rainbow Brownie
Meatball Tamale Bites
Fried Chicken Slider
Hamburger Slider
Veggie Slider
New 'breakfast tray' Buttered Toast
plus the original senior/junior lunch trays
All come with sides and a drink!
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