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mindmythorns · 3 months

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am turnt & Outside

#brain go fast #jaw go CLENCH

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purrvaire · 11 months

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they're so in love im gonna throw up real quick

#in my defence i had warned you i was going to be the most annoying fucker on earth #what the fuck guys this is too much for my brain to process #they're so in love i want to jump from the balcony #LOOK AT THEM #this is after the blitz and aziraphale had the courage to say CROWLEY was going too fast #MY ANGEL IN CHRIST YOU'RE SO CLOSE TO GIGGLE AND TWIRL YOUR HAIR YOURSELF #michael sheen commiting to make the softest warmest most loving eyes every chance he gets #what and i cannot stress this enough the fuck #my dads (real)#tumblr text meme #tumblr text posts #good omens season two #good omens #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #user purrvaire

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starry-bi-sky · 4 months

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Another small Clone^2 thought

Danny's hands are scarred.

Really, every part of him is. His arms, his legs, his torso. All of them littered in nicks and scratches and scabs that he's picked at over, and over, and over again. And then bigger ones, jagged scars from debris stabbing at him, and burns of ectoplasm blasts that melted through his regular clothes and hit his skin.

The one thing that never really got scarred were his hands. They were callused, of course, from all his climbing, and hitting, and hanging on for dear life to things. But never really scarred, not really. Maybe he just got lucky, maybe it was the fact that he wore gloves and they leather, and leather is harder to get through than cotton. Maybe both.

But, well, that's no longer case. But the scars on his hands take place on his palms. Two clean, thick lines going diagonally over his palms. Not from any enemy he's ever faced, but proof of his meeting with the little boy sitting between his knees, running his tiny fingers over those same scars.

Damian, his little brother. He scarred them, with that katana of his.

First when they first met, when Damian called him an imposter and proceeded to attack him. It was really only from Danny's exposure to the quick movements of ghosts that kept him from getting shish-kabob'd by Damian's sword.

And it was only because he was an idiot, and his brain was not faster than those reflexes that he kept grabbing the blade with his hands. That it kept cutting into that leather until it started cutting skin.

And then numerous times over on those rocky first months of Damian staying with him, when he didn't know any English, and Danny didn't know any Arabic. When Danny would piss him off or go looking for him when he ran off, he would have to grab his katana while Damian was swinging it at him.

His hands wouldn't heal for months because of it. The wounds kept being re-opened. Kept bleeding. Kept hurting. Until they slowly stopped hurting, and he knew that it wasn't a good thing.

Danny's parents were very upset when they saw his hands. It was hard to lie about where he got them - the lines are too clean, too consistent, to have been accidents. Danny didn't know how to lie and say it wasn't because of Damian. That it wasn't his katana that they knew nothing about that was stained with his blood.

He found a way to anyways, because he thought Damian was worth it at the time. He was a kid. He was scared. He was hurting other people and that's all he was ever taught to do.

So Danny thought a little pain was worth it.

(He still does.)

Oh, fun fact. There are three nerves in the human hand. the radial nerve, the median nerve, and the ulnar nerve. From what he could find on it, the ulnar nerve traveled up into the pinky and the ring finger, the median went through the middle of the palm and the ring, the middle, and the index, and the radial nerve went into the thumb and the index.

Fun fact, did you know consistent (or deep enough) lacerations to the palm could end up cutting a nerve? And that such lacerations can cause numbness, loss of feeling, and weakness in the hand, fingers, and thumb?

Here's a final fun fact: Danny had to go to physical therapy after his hands finally began to heal. Because Damian's katana had cut his radial nerve. There are seventeen thousands touch receptors in the hand, Danny's lost some of those.

His hands still hurt when he closes and opens them, the scarring pinches a little. He doesn't know why but his fingers hurt now when its too humid or too cold, or when its about to rain. It sucks. It's worth it.

He lied about before; here's the final fun fact:

There is a deeply, deeply, guilty look on Damian's face as he runs his little hands over Danny's scarred palms, carefully closing and opening his fingers in a slow rendition of his physical therapy workouts.

(Because even if it's ended, he still has to do them. Pain doesn't go away even if it's healed.)

"I'm sorry." Damian says in a meek, thick voice. He's said it before, when they've done this before at all hours of the day. Danny's wondering if Damian does it on purpose - hurt himself with this, that is. Not apologize. "I hurt you."

Danny sighs, deeply, and leans forward to press his face into his little brother's hair. "It's okay." He mutters, again. And he'll say it again, and again, and again, until Damian finally believes him. "I'm not mad."

"I am." Damian insists, his voice wobbles. "I hurt you, Danny."

"And I say it's okay that you did, Damian." Danny repeats, and wraps an arm around Damian's middle to sit him on his leg. Damian doesn't look at him, just curls his fingers around Danny's other hand and looks at the scar there. "Like I said, I'm not mad. I would do it again."

"Do not."

So, Danny's hands are scarred.

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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 4 months

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I dunno what Pigsy was expecting to happen when he hugged a touch-starved monkey

were i not constrained by the limits of my computer i would have a great deal more of these

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thronealigned · 8 months

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no it's fine this mind flayer is totally my friend and 100% honest with me all the time it's ok it likes me everything's so normal

#bg3 spoilers #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #i love how raphael directly calls you out on this. 'if id have known you were so gullible i wouldve tricked you into selling your soul for #a bowl of beans when we first met'#and then just keeps insulting you more if you keep insisting emp's really your ally #oc: impulse #sure this'll go in their tag #everything about impulse's Thing with the emperor is so funny to me. and then deeply fucked up if you think about it long enough. and then #really funny again if you think about it even longer #one day i'll do their 2.0 playthrough so i can fully form all my thoughts. and get better screenshots and the ceremorphosis ending #i mean there's nothing stopping me from loading an impulse 1.0 save and going ceremorphosis from there but idk it'd feel wrong #impulse has more tadpoles in their brain than synapses by act 3 and it does really fundamentally change them as a person #tfw your chaotic neutral act-first-ask-questions-never no-impulse-control 17 CHA bestie becomes one of the most detached calculating people #you've ever met. all their old casual wit and humor is still there but they think before they speak now and that really shouldnt feel as #sinister as it does. they have this look in their eye and it feels like they view everyone around them as lesser beings #not because they view other people as subhuman or worse than they are but because they view themself as something *more*#if they have any raw unfiltered emotion left you haven't seen it in weeks. there's one person(?) who gets Unrestrained Feelings privileges #and it's the fucking illithid that lives in their mind and not any of their actual non-monster normal-ish-person friends. that human #connection is fading so fast now. when did they change so much? it happened so slowly in the moment but suddenly now they seem like they #were never the person you became friends with at all #and like impulse is a pretty selfish person from the start but they *did* genuinely like and care about the rest of the party. they were #friends. and by the end of act 3 that friendship should be the deepest and most meaningful it's ever been. but. it just isn't.#so on and so forth etc etc like that. All That Bullshit makes their relationship with lae'zel so interesting (and upsetting) too #they encourage her to side against vlaakith and then they never even try to free orpheus for her and her people's sake. they never even #think about it. they never consider it as an option. they just don't care. and then they EAT HIS BRAIN.#very possibly RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER.#and she's just left adrift. a rebel with no rebellion to lead and very little hope #i'm unwell.#ok i'm done this is a silly meme post. but god i have so many thoughts i have barely been keeping contained

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tatretot · 1 year

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🎶🕓 I've got this feeling that time's just holding me down 🕓🎶

#limited life #limited life smp #zombiecleo #bdoubleo100 #goodtimeswithscar #trafficblr #zombiecleo fanart #bdoubleo fanart #gtws fanart #limited life fanart #traffic smp #clockers #im still so torn on the white bg or the black bg.... but ive stared at this 2 long OTL #im so excited to learn how to draw everyone AAAAAA no longer just a desert duo artist kfjdhskfh #shoutout to cleos skin and the time theme for me basing all my designs on the 80s WOOOOOOOOO #i have so many thoughts the hamster wheel in my brain is going sonic speed #i cant draw FAST ENOUGH GRRRRRR

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losticaruss · 10 months

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chronicles of narnia: prince caspian will forever be a tragedy to me, especially in the way the movie presents it. it opens with peter, desperate to return to the respect he deserves (or thinks he deserves), a fully grown man trapped in this child's, this stranger's body, still adjusting to the life he'd long since forgotten. he gets into a fight because it's natural to him. don't they realize who is he is? not selfishly (a little bit selfishly) he expects people, his siblings, the crowd, to be with him in battle. it's another battle to him, and edmund, lovely edmund, young edmund, edmund who was 12 and on the verge of death, edmund who loves his siblings the most one could ever love your own blood, is in the fray with him, and they fall back into the rhythm they were used to back home- back in narnia, and lucy and susan are screaming at them to stop, and edmund and peter see the soldiers coming home from war, and all they wants is to go back with them, and they understand how these soldiers feel, shell-shocked and distant and they want to fall into line with them, but they're kids and they're fighting other kids, they're not undisciplined, they're unadjusted. nothing changed but so did everything.

and they hop on the train and none of the pevensies want to talk about what happened and they end back in narnia and they're finally back in narnia they're home on the beaches of their home and it's a joy so grand that there's nothing they can do but go back to being kids- again, and they find cair paraval, and everything's gone- and the chessboard that edmund loved, the chessboard he played on when he first beat peter, is gone, there's nothing left of it, and they fall through the ruins like ghosts. here's the dining hall, the ballroom. remember this, lu? it used to be your bed. do you remember when you were so homesick you begged me to stay with you until you fell asleep? do you remember the way the garden bloomed in the spring? and they fall naturally in step into the dais, empty, not even the familiar sound of their shoes clacking against the polished floor. everything's gone now, of course it is. they knew how time worked in narnia, but it didn't happen to them. how could it move on without them? and they make their way into the lower floors, peter naturally falls into the trait of the leader, hes the first to forget the world they came from, but edmund, clever edmund, desperate edmund, brings a torch. he doesn't say how he packed it in his bag every day, how he packed it and prayed that they'd return. and everything is still there, in that room. nothing prepares you for seeing statues of your face- not your face, but what will be your face, what used to be your face- cracked and covered in moss. their crowns are there. everything is there. peters sword returns to his side, and it's the first time he looks complete since they left narnia. and they adventure- how much had changed? the trees are so much taller. how long now had they been gone? it was natural for narnia to have moved on, but they were meant to move on with them. peter tries to bring his siblings through his usual shortcuts, through an overpass, far from the well-trod paths that had cropped up since theyd been gone. he can't have been abandoned by his home, not so soon.

but he was. and there's a kid here, claiming to be the new ruler of narnia. who is he? he looks so young, and susan is looking at him and he's... looking back? and the civilians are looking at this stranger, this kid, like he's supposed to know what to do. had he even fought a battle? he rubs his beard- and is blocked by the bare skin of his chin (of course it's not there. he forgot.) and peter wants to be the bigger person, he's the high king, that's how it should be. but there are all these emotions he hadn't felt before- he thought, not in narnia at least. and he doesn't want to be the bigger person, he finds. stop looking at him like he should know what to do! he stands up to take over- his people forgot about him. he left and they forgot. and he sizes up this child as he speaks- high king peter of narnia, he says. the magnificent. and there it is, he thinks. the familiar look, shock, awe and- confusion? that's a new one- but not incorrect, as he realizes his situation.

he wants to be recognized how he used to be. the pevensies have returned to what they were, the warrior, the archer, the diplomat, the healer. and this new one, the one who wanted to be all four at once so desperately it made ed look wise. and finally- finally he gets his chance to shine, where he belongs, on the field, against The Enemy. of course, not how he'd like it, not in broad daylight, sword and armor gleaming, but it was the smart move. and he's filled with these emotions- not dread, or worry (maybe a little worry), but excitement, and everything is pounding in his head and the adrenaline- he forgot how good it feels- and he leads the army, his army. he's the warrior, the high king, and for a night, the people remember, they remember the golden age. and ed is brilliant, and peter can't help but grin with glee as he sees him pull of a maneuver that pete knows took months of training.

and then the hoards come and they're losing- they can't be losing, this was his chance! he's right, he's the king this was his chance to show them. and he cries for a retreat but it's too late- he was a fool, he watches his army, the army who trusted him, he watched them be slaughtered against the gates that had sealed their fate. he watched the blood spray and stain the metal, oozing between the stone bricks and he just stares. and it's all he can do and he wants- what does he want? to say he's sorry? to save them?

no- no, nothing like that. he should be in there with them. he should be gutted like the rest of them (a hero's death, not this cowards life). he went in too fast, too proud, he knows that. but to have these innocents follow him in willingly, blindly, and he's the one to make it out? it's unforgivable.

and then he's given another chance. a fight- a duel, to the death. he leaves the arena a victor, or he dies a martyr, and everyone forgets his sins of the night of the ambush. and he fights the best he can, he loses his helmet, he's injured and he can hear death whistling it's grim tune, and he almost doesn't pick up his sword, and he sees edmund, lovely edmund, young edmund, with hope in his eyes- with faith in his eyes, and peter knows, he certainly doesn't deserve the life he's been longing for, but he picks up his sword because his little brother, his little brother who almost died, whom he loves with all his heart and so much more. and he accepts it. he realizes he won't get it back, his golden age, but he can fight for edmund, for narnia. and he fights. he fights and he fights and he fights.

and when it's over he breaths the sweet narnian air, and he clasps the hand of caspian, another brother, not a blood one, nor a narnian one, but one of a deeper connection, deeper than any love, and he sees susan smiling. the pevensies and caspian are celebrated like kings, and the pevensies help caspian, still a child, overwhelmed with all this love, they guide him through it, preparing for the many days in the future when parades and celebrations fill the streets, and the people adore their rulers- their king.

it's their last time, he tells the others. once they leave, him and susan can't return. there's more on the other side, the other world, another way to return to narnia, to Aslan, and he doesn't share the fear in his heart. another way, but not this way. not through his home, where he's surrounded by it, drenched in it. not the same not the same, never the same again. they could stay, of course, says a foolish side of him. but not, they couldn't, it's stupid to say so. his mother- had he forgotten his mother so soon? she would go mad with loss. his golden age, it's come and past, and narnia moved on without him, and he steps through to the train station, not to his home, (no. he can never go home again.) and susan follows him, and she grasps his hand, a look shared between the two of them that she understands. and peter, one last chance to be the bigger person, he sees her loss and he squeezes her hand back. edmund and lucy they think they understand, and they grasp their elder siblings hands, and it's comforting, but peter and susan know, they know they won't understand, not until it's their turn, they won't know how empty it is, how lonely it is in this world.

so yeah. it's a tragedy

#whoops thinking about the pevensies.#haven't done an absurdly long essay on characters who's tragedy has worked its way into my brain and rotted it through in a while so #here ya go #the pevensies #the chronicles of narnia #prince caspian #didn't mean for this to be most about peter but #HES GOT SO MUCH TRAGEDY AND ITS PORTRAYED AND WRITTEN SO WELL #peter pevensie #susan pevensie #edmund pevensie #lucy pevensie #also used read more cause DANG it got long fast

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beaulesbian · 9 days

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The Sunshine Court spoilers

this one post about dichotomy of attack vs guard dog was one of the few things i kept thinking about when i was reading this book and how jean's story kind fit into that in few ways:

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maybe jean wasn't even meant to be only an attack dog (on the court), but also a starved, obedient one (like the first quote says). a person only doing what was told to him, not to speak out of his turn, never to choose basically anything for himself. starved for his freedom. and trained to attack others on the court to win his master, Riko and Ravens their games.

this whole book was really about the change of how jean thought of himself, slowly and painstakingly learning that maybe he did deserve better. he was waking up from this horrible nightmare, being constantly on lookout for the worst things to happen, trying to overcome his training which was beaten into him since years prior, and fit into the box that his family's name put him into. thinking he was always treated the way he deserved. flinching at the names of people that caused him harm and lashing out only at those that weren't above him.

UNTIL!! until a few helping hands saved him. renee's reassurance and support and words to look out for new things to appreciate life. kevin's help of finding a new place for him where he would be safe and had a chance to start a new life, and neil getting rid of his worst enemies and cleaning out the path before him - he finally found out he could still breathe, to find friends who cared about him, new places to see and things to learn! (like riding a motorcycle if cat teaches him, and ceramics with jeremy, and cooking with laila).

someone he could trust again.

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strawberrybyers · 3 months

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STOP IF WILL IS WITH MIKE AND EL AT THE RADIO STATION PLACE AND THE STRANGER THINGS BROADCAST CHANNEL POSTED BOOKS ABOUT ELECTRICITY AND LIGHTS AND RADIOS WHICH I WROTE IN A POST ABOUT HERE AND ONE OF THE BUILDINGS THEY’RE FILMING AT IS CALLED 5000 WATTS OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT WHICH HAS TO DO WITH LIGHTING AND WILL WAS ABLE TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO COMMUNICATE FROM THE UPSIDE DOWN WITH LIGHTS AND GOING BACK TO S2 THEY USED THE RADIO TO PLAY MUSIC TO COMMUNICATE WITH WILL AND WE KNOW MUSIC PLAYS A BIG ROLE IN BEING PROTECTED BY VECNA AND EL CAN ALSO COMMUNICATE WITH RADIO FREQUENCIES AND SOMEHOW ALL THIS TIES INTO MIKE BEING THERE TO SAVE WILL ONCE AGAIN AND THAT LEADS TO BYLER ENDGAME

#MY BRAIN IS MOVING SO FAST I DONT HAVE A COHESIVE THOUGHT BUT SO MUCH IS GOING THROUGH MY MIND #ALSO THIS SOMEHOW HAS TO DO WITH TIME TRAVEL ?? I THINK IVE WROTE ABOUT IT B4 HOW ELECTRICITY RELATES TO TIME TRAVEL BC OF BTTF PARALLELS #AND NANCYS CHEMISTRY CARDS!! ELECTRONS AND THE CONNECTION WITH ELECTRICITY #STEVE TALKING ABOUT ELECTRICITY BETWEEN PPL #DUSTIN SAYING HE SAW THE SPARK BETWEEN LUCAS AND MAX #THE LIGHTNING BOLTS WHEN MIKE IS GIVING HIS MONOLOGUE #THE LIGHT FLICKER WHEN WILL LEAVES MIKES HOUSE #byler #stranger things #flickergate #stranger things theory #stranger things theories

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notllorstel · 2 months

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previous <<< 2nd wave of left hand speedrun batch☠️

#Brook #soul king Brook #one piece #llorsdood #left hand art #Llors ndh art #left hand art batch #kept better track of keeping these under 30 mins limit #sketch (minus 6 )usually have the least time amount as the aim for these speed runs #the line arts just bonus training #but trying to do very accurate clean line art very fast WINDED ME #no idea if it was the stress pressure of the time limit to me putting 90% of my brain processing power into my left hand #or something else #but I did not feel good afterwards for sure #so going easier on self to avoid that again #sad part of the time limit it doesn’t give me enough time to have fun with the outfits

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snailvibes · 3 months

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Glitch in the system

Side order seems like it’s gonna be a virtual simulation so I like the idea that Agent 4 in it is gonna be a virus/piece of corrupted code :0)

Binary code translations under the cut:

In order:

“Do I at least look like herobrine?”

“Yayyy!-“

“..what was I saying again?”

“What was I just doing?”

#I’ve been going fucking feral #the autism has been going off the charts in my brain #JUST AAQHEHWHDHWHDHEH #FOURS BACK FOURS BACK #February 22nd can’t get here fast enough #splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #agent 4 #agent 8 #side order #side order theory

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dcminions · 1 year

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LOS BANDOLEROS ( 2009 )

#vin diesel #michelle rodriguez #letty ortiz #dominic toretto #fast and furious #los bandoleros #2000s cinema #filmedit #filmtvdaily #filmgifs #moviegifs #cinematv #cinemapix #dailyflicks #the way i had to on vimeo to find this???#the quality is ASS #but this scene awakened smth in my 11 yr old brain back then #now i wanna go to dr and ride in a convertible with a very handsome man

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unexpectedbrickattack · 11 months

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peppino studies...hes got such a cute face and i feel like im straying away from it

#pizza tower #peppino #arts #mine #i have a thing where i make something curved and draw it very fast #and that makes me draw his nose so small compared to his sprite bc im trying to make the nose in one stroke #so i revisited some old concept art n sprites on the wiki #the one where hes in a fancy suit and he looks kinda confused??? i love it so much it lives in my head rent free #i want to capture that in my art for him #i should do some sprite redraws then to help #hes got like #not necessarily a square jaw but hes got a big jaw and chin; lots of space between his mouth and the bottom of his chin #and that just does not mesh well w the way my brain WANTS to draw him #so i think. bigger eyes and nose and more space than i usually allow between his chin and mouth #i SHOULD just sketch in my book to help w making my lines more natural again but weughh #anyway peppino is cute and i wanna go back to the way i drew him back in my pepperman comic bc i can feel myself slackin

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powpowhammer · 1 year

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ecclesiastical calendar

high holy days: rosh homestuck (4/13), yom star trek (9/8), yom fullmetal alchemist (10/3, also ta'anit mean girls in some parts of the world), chag ace attorney (12/24-12/25)

standard holidays: chag pokemon (2/27), yom mario (3/10), yom star wars (5/4, sometimes also 5/5 by sect), yom digimon (8/1)

minor celebrations and fasts: ta'anit homestuck I (6/12), ta'anit homestuck II (10/25), yom destiel ha'kadashboard (syncretized bacchanalia; 11/5-9)

#the whole reason I made this post was to exorcise '612 and 1025 are minor fast days' from my brain so I could go about the rest of my day #edit: i fucked up the dates on this post TWICE. I am so sorry #good post good post

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of-mutts-and-men · 5 months

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I’m not meant to work I’m meant to be part of a werewolf pack and be so very eepy and snuggly with all the other omegas in a big cozy nest all day >:((

#turning my failures into fantasy #im scared im never actually going to ever have a significant amount of income #i make like 20 something bucks a month if im lucky from side hustles #ive worked 2 fast food jobs for a collective 6 days and couldn’t handle it #only hired me in the first place because they said they were desperate for workers #only hurts a little bit #i just wanna move out so im not sensory overloaded 24/7 and my ocpd brain can give it a break with constantly day dreaming about moving out #i finish college this week!!! and have zero experience in anything #don’t go to college kids it’s a waste of time if you’re not doing a trade job #sighh

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alexander-norkat · 6 months

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POV: you came back when you were told to leave

#if you read this add what you would do this would be so funny #i would be dead 100 because i am not fast enough to even go back the pipe #gotta get brain blasted #rain world #five pebbles

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