oh fuck the edible just hit
where am i
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Shane, when did you start drinking alcohol? What's your favorite thing about it? Ex the taste, texture, ect. And is there any reason in particular you drink it?
it’s embarrassing to admit, but i started drinking alone. yep. not even with a crowd, not even with friends— just me alone in a room with a beer.
i was too young in the first place, but i was also curious and depressed. i remember being desperate to know if alcohol would fix the pain.
… i can confidently say it didn’t.
i drink it because it’s what i know will suppress my thoughts. beyond the taste, it’s a coping mechanism… i mean, there are still some parts i can appreciate. i like the smoothness. i like the variety. yeah, it’s fun. but i’m struggling with alcoholism, so i can’t find much joy in anything at this point in my life.
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they should invent a stomach that doesn’t hurt
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No mourners, no funerals 🐦⬛
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like mother like daughter 😭
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I saw them kissing behind a Walmart once
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You know what I've been thinking about today? How warm and comforting Kento's chest would be to cry on. Whether you want to cry because of your work, family or your pet or your friends, or just because your hormones are over the roof - he'd have your cheek against his heart, his hand caressing your hair.
he listens to you silently as you sob into his chest, sometimes he calls and coos like a hummingbird when you babble, your words cut off by your constipated throat. other times, he manages to understand what you say by paying all the attention in the world and if he had to admit it, maybe that was his super power. nanami listens to you patiently, stroking your back, the back of your neck without interrupting you.
when you finish, he gently lifts you off his chest with both hands firmly on your cheeks. he smiles at you, as if your mascara (if you're wearing any) hasn't run, as if you're not disheveled, as if your eyes aren't two red balls surrounded by the darkness of your dark circles.
nanami doesn't say anything and you wish he would.
"what happened after that?" he asks so softly as if speaking to someone much smaller than him and you have the urge to hide back into his chest and cry, but his strength stops you. his thumbs rough from the passing years carve the mark of the tears that has run down your face and leave a fleeting kiss on your mouth. "do you want to keep telling me while I order your favorite dessert or do you want to cuddle a little longer? we can make tea if you prefer."
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not to sound like a tumblr user from 2013 but this feels like pornography to me
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mr tell me a fucking secret
mr tell me a fucking secret
mr tell me a fucking secret
mr tell me a fucking secret
mr tell me a fucking secret
mr tell me a fucking secret
mr tell me a fucking secret
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my fav
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anyway yeah sometimes it makes me so sad that swifties are like taylors biggest detractors because they have very serious debates about if she is/was smart & articulate enough to have written some of the lyrics that she has, and “don’t forget to thank jack antonoff and aaron dessner for folkmore!” etc etc etc
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hi! just want to say i love your art sm <3 if it's not too much trouble can i request fanart of sansa with [CUTE BOY OF YOUR CHOICE]? her common ship prospects are kind of dire!
Girl yes!! But help, where can I find a boy who is around her age, kind, decent person, not sharing same blood, not married or attached to an oath, and alive in the asoiaf universe 😭 like, the bar is not that high and still cant think of a character that deserves my girl, help
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