nothing feels real. its like some fucked up dream i can't wake up from, like if i could wake up i could call her and talk to her. but it's not a dream and i'm never going to see my mother again.
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honestly so mad nobody's paying scott and paul to be oscars commentators because oh my god ideal viewing experience. scott showed up an hour late because he didn't realize the show started earlier this year. paul had seen almost every movie and had a lot of opinions. scott had seen none of the movies and somehow had even more opinions. paul got ridiculously hyped when what was i made for won best song. scott was thirsting over john krazinski any time he appeared onscreen for two seconds and the comments got increasingly strange and specific. the three of us losing our minds for the entirety of john mulaney's bit. during "i'm just ken" scott was like why is this so homoerotic so i had the pleasure of explaining to him the lore behind cock ring ken (bellini already knew about cock ring ken but that's because i explained it to him back in august). jfc i want to do this every year. someone hire the three of us to host
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rewatching thriller bark I don't remember any of it. I have to wonder how peronas ghosts and sanjis self worth issues are gonna mix. Cause like, mans out here being called a defective product his whole childhood. From what I recall when he gets hit its just the stereotypical gag. I hope that oda used this as an opportunity for foreshadowing tho
I am going to start keeping a list of moments like these so if I ever write a fic I'm armed and ready
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every single room is a mess, bugs are everywhere, i need to figure out how to drop out of my college program without my mother increasing in her abuse, and I just hope that the new medication numbs me right out of all emotions because I don't think I can handle this genuinely constant anxiety much longer. I'm shaky and dizzy all day from being so on edge and overwhelmed and exhausted, and I cannot do anything for it because my situation is so hellish with no way of leaving or escaping other than packing a bag and going to a shelter which is Not an option for me lmao
these are the times when I am painfully reminded how little society cares about abuse, especially child abuse. there's no resources and no system to help anyone if you're unable to hold yourself up on your own two legs and work a full time job
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My feelings towards Jamie Tartt are basically my feelings towards Hunter before huntlow happened
Like I love the character, I love the actor, I pove the writing and the portrayal, but I absolutely despise the fan reactions to them both. Like they are really the epitome of fandom's favorite white boy and I hate it.
I love these characters so much, but I absolutely HATE the way everyone else in the fandoms love them 😭😭😭😭
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Ao3, being reading, is entertainment. People can spend money on entertainment. If you say "dont donate to ao3, donate to x issue instead" but have spent any money on books, movies, netflix, museums, fairs, games, or just anything thats not necessary and only for fun, congrats! youre a hypocrite
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I dont know what God thinks I'm their strongest warrior, but I certainly am not that, i kindly ask to stop sending me your strongest battles
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