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this will probably get pulled down, and I don't use tumblr much anymore, but I know there's a few of you that have asked if I'll ever make it to a new platform
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“When I’m alone, I realize I’m with the person that tried to kill me.”
— John Mulaney, 5/10/21
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Ravenclaw: I haven’t had a mental breakdown in over a week.
Ravenclaw’s Brain: Well, let’s pencil one in for Thursday afternoon.
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I love the fact that for 13 years of my life I’ve had the Potter Puppet Pals as the perpetual background noise to the inside of my head, and then the Witcher Netflix series comes along and now my internal ADHD radio is just perpetually set to the lyrics of “Toss A Coin To Your Witcher, Oh Valley of Plenty, Oh Valley of Plenty” from now until probably eternity, but just those three specific lines.
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catch me in the tattoo shop after this bullshit
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my "relationship to gender" is that we're going through a messy divorce
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every day i wake up and drink my silly little coffee while God eats my heart like a pomegranate in front of me
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I'm desperately trying to change my living situation, and I'm not actually expecting any help, but I've been stuck in the same place for the last 4 years, and I just can't take staring at these walls anymore. I guess I just need to vent.
I can't handle the thought that my daughter has never had a piece of furniture that is *HERS*. Everything she owns was once someone else's. A bed from my coworker's son, a toy box taken from my ex's garage, a dresser that belonged to my parents, a bookshelf and a "kitchen" my ex and I found on the side of the road.
I feel trapped in this place. I can't afford to move into somewhere bigger, somewhere my daughter could have her own room, somewhere that isn't a 20'×20' box. I can't afford to replace her furniture. I can't afford my fantasies of more dynamic furniture to maximize the little space that we have.
2020 has wrecked me mentally, emotionally, physically, and financially, and my inability to change anything within my personal space has been really wearing on me for the last few weeks.
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