more babygirl™️ sketches in addition to my prev post. made the tattoos more detailed + added another on his waist bc why not
variations under the cut:
i think i prefer the blue tattoos over the golden ones now lmao. makes him look more... asgardian
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It's so frustrating when you look for "affordable" ways to live it's all
"get a roommate"
"live at home with parents"
"live in a tiny home that costs a billion dollars and needs a property to be set on"
"get finical aid that no one can actually get because there's so many hoops"
"live in a million dollar van"
"live in a absolutely desecrated fixer upper home that has holes in the floor roof and rats the size of a small dog and is unlivable "
"work three jobs don't use your lights and eat one meal a week you don't need your meds either"
"find a shitty run down appartment that MASSIVELY over charges will continue to bump rent up after You've stayed so long there and has a six month mim wait period"
I have no fuckin hope of ever bettering my life or gaining freedom and independence
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It's crazy what you don't realize is gone from your life until you have it again- but man I really missed eating puerto rican food regularly.
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I've been so stressed for so long and I just felt such intense nausea after sobbing/screaming in my car for several minutes. I'm so tired of just so so much. I'm fucking tired of working retail I don't wanna go back to it since I don't have an internship or fuck all planned for the Summer break. I don't wanna keep doing college which is designed to fucking kill people with learning disabilities or just really any disability in general. I'm tired of waking up in pain every day for the past 15 years. I'm tired of being unable to afford medical care and wondering what the fuck is wrong with me. I'm tired of being unable to progress with prep for bottom surgery I'm tired of shit ass family watching me suffer and doing nothing, and in fact forced me to pay for my own medical needs as soon as I hit 18 because I'm trans and left the cult church I was raised in. I'm exhausted and I'm so fucking angry at the shit in the world we can change but are forced to live through because of the biggest shit stains in history. I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired I'm fuckiNG EXHAUSTED.
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every time i have a really bad bout of insommnia i realize all over again that im not going to be able to trust my ability to sleep for a very long time...the last time i had even a little bit of trouble sleeping was months and months ago, and i was still able to nod off before 1:30am and get a more or less full night's rest. now it's 2:16am, i've got that fluttery feeling of unrest in my chest that i haven't felt, not really, since last summer, and there are so many things in my mind that i feel like i have to take care of that i just can't relax. i nodded off for about an hour and woke up just before 2am and felt immediately a) sick to my stomach b) the sure and certain knowledge that it might be the most sleep i got at ALL tonight and just the thought of that brought me right back to wide awake. maybe it was something i ate today maybe it was the myriad of things that have gone weird this week - have to finish paperwork for my job for fundraising and the boss wants it (very literally) yesterday, so of course my ability to satisfy what he wants has to be hampered by sleeplessness and exhaustion; i've got a fun family gathering all weekend at an amusement park that i've decided to actually go to this year despite ducking out on the three previous years for work reasons and covid reasons and all very good reasons but now i'm going and good lord i'm terrified of getting sick because i'm just too stupid to stay home. and i fucked up and got the weeks wrong for my most recent therapy appointment and i haven't heard back from her when i texted her to ask what the actual date was so i'm just. starting to think she's dropped me unceremoniously and i'll never hear from her again and it's my fault because i should've been more on the ball to begin with. and who i WANT to talk to about all this is the therapist but. well. ive screwed up somehow and i'm terrified to reach out again because what if that just pisses her off? surely this is not the right way to think about that situation but i need her to tell me what the right way IS. and well you can see my conundrum. anyway it's now edging in on 2:30 and the only thing i can think to do is work on my fundraising paperwork now, at 2am, so that if i call off sick tomorrow on account of no sleep and, probably, impending actual sickness because why else would i not be able to sleep? the last time i had this much trouble i was actually sick, like with a flu, so . anyway if i work on the paperwork NOW then i can send it in tomorrow from home and at least i will not be a complete failure of an employee. fuck my stupid baka life
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